My sleeping hours have been out of sync lately. I get up just before Wuan goes to work, woken up by a full bladder. After I empty it, I cannot get back to sleep most of the time. I stay up and drift senselessly from one task to another, completing none. Sleep deprivation makes me moody. It disrupts my train of thought, Nothing is coherent. That heat and humidity exacerbate it, that is, until it rains cats and dogs in the evenings, like just now. I read in Twitter there was a hailstorm somewhere in Kuala Lumpur. That would have been exciting. No such luck where I am staying. Bummer. The air is cool now. I am getting back some of my sanity, obviously not enough to prevent me from blabbering here. Woe is me.