After a 4 hour flight with a cowboy pilot, I find myself back in Singapore.
Technically, I lost myself instead.
I see people driving on the right side of their vehicles, and now on the left side of the road, just when I was accepting the rebellious as the norm, people start spewing forth Singlish, and taxi drivers show off their erractic city driving in their manual clutch releases.
And the weather. No typhoons here.
More when I get over this strange desire to sleep (I heard that it is called "jet-lag").
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