A foot in the light It is one of those rare days in KL - a very gentle day. Here, sometimes the sun shines so brightly that it is no longer pleasant. The brilliance mocks you, throwing shadows into sharper distinction, challenging, goading. But not today. Today the light is clear, and it beckons a tired, feverish mind to come and rest.

The dog is out sunning in the yard, head on paw. She is waiting patiently for me to throw off my black cloud and give her a scratch. I once knew someone whom I swore smelt of sunshine. You couldn't say what exactly it was - nothing like citrus, or flowers, or woods, or pine, or sand. It smelt like a clear colour, and it made you smile. After her sunbaths, the dog has it too.

B. says lets go eat something at a bourgeious little cafe, and indulge in all sorts of middle-class pleasures. See you there.  ¶ 1:05 PM