Melbourne has a funny way of expressing herself. Her mood is unpredictable, be it hail in the middle of summer or 30 degrees in winter, I would say, to live with her, you got to prepare for her “swings”.
During the last two weeks, it was an average of 16 degrees as the season approaches the winter months. Daylight savings resumed as days become shorter and nights become longer. All of a sudden, Melbourne decides to go into her freakish mood swings again and its now 27 degrees like the old days of summer. And yes, it is supposedly a week towards winter!
Picking up a university newspaper in caulfield monash, I examined our future geologists explanation to his unnatural weather phenomenon. They say, nature is leashing its fury back at us, and we got our grandparents, parents, and probably – industrial revolution to blame for causing weather calamities by polluting the environment, making it inhospitable and unsustainable for us, our children and grandchildren – so on.
I remembered my previous landlady paranoia that one day Australia will dry up of water (as it is the driest continent on earth) and that they would have to revert back to the olden days of retrieving water from wells. “I will migrate to Canada when that happens” I eavesdropped while she was talking over the phone. “Canada has lots of snow, so there will be no water shortage!” She laughed, as I looked at the pigmentation on her dimples caused by the sunny tropical malaysian climate she used to come from. “Don’t use too much water!” she hissed as I was washing the dishes. I jumped in shock and nodded my head. Reminding myself to take a 4 minute shower with a timer to cool her paranoia.
Back to my current apartment, I folded my winter clothes back into my cupboard and took out my summer dresses (again). In glee, I consoled myself that I looked better in tiny dresses anyway. And reminded myself not to buy anymore dresses when back in Singapore, for it would be too bloody cold to wear them till November.
As usual, I went to the local cafe. Andy (the cafe owner) saw me walking towards him and he greeted me warmly.
“Here for coffee?”
“No, I can’t. I have sleep disturbances. I have to stay off caffeine for a while.”
“We could arrange for a decaffeinated coffee for you. Not to worry.”
“Really? That’s great. Its quite sunny today isn’t it?”
“Its strange, it might be the weather you know, and your body is not attuned to the weather changes and thus mixing your body rhythm up. I do not think it is the caffeine.”
“Interesting. That might be true.”
I pondered over his theory over a cup of large decaffeinated latte, as my mind became messed at the taste of latte without the usual caffeine hit, confusing my “body signals” further. Feeling messed from decaffeinated coffee, lethargic from waking up 1pm, and being burnt by summer rays in autumn, I returned home to write this senseless article.
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