I never thought through how humid Malaysia is, until I feel it on my skin this year. One word, uhgg.
Here in this state which is infamous for its monsoon seasons, one will really feeeeel it when the maximum humidity strikes. E.g., suddenly the interiors of your wooden closets are wrapped by happy little white fungus. I don't know what will happen if I inhale them while cleaning them off, but well, I have been inhaling them for years.
But but, in recent years, maybe my wooden furniture has finally become genuine dead wood, most fungus don't like them anymore, which is something worth celebrating. Also,this awesome invention - dehuminifier, really makes your wood barren. It makes the piano in my house functioning, or else the piano will ruin your day, no kididng, even heater doesn't help. There's this one looong heater that is running from one end to the other inside the piano and it's on 7/24, but the keys are still like sagging skin losing all elasticity. It was borrowed by Mr. Piano Technician, but I doubt he remembers at all. When he finally remembers it, hopefully the heater is still breathing.
Today on this very cloudy day, let the band that invites storms sing for you. Weee weeeeeeeee~~~
The best rendition in all years. 3:39 不是人
RAIN
And Mr. J
雨下整夜……我的衣一直都干不了……
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