Eat, Jog and Stay

Food here in Singapore is ubiquitous and as inviting and encouraging as the grass. I was jogging on this patch when my nose caught an aroma. Even in this woodland, the smell of great food will haunt you. 

Good morning Singapore!!

This morning, I was woken up by roars from heaven.
It is going to rain hard was my first thought.
Rain here pours almost every other day.
Always hard, though short.
Just enough to keep the grass green.
Just enough to bring that familiar aroma out from the soil.
Just enough to make you feel at home.