I woke up in the wee hours this morning to the distant wailing of a baby. The clock read 4:23 a.m. The subconscious mind told the body to go back to sleep for another hour when the alarm was set to go off. The peace didn’t long last before I woke up again to a clearly uncomfortable baby. I pulled myself out of bed. A few hours later, my new neighbor walked in a sleep-deprived, disheveled avatar. She wondered if we had an air cooler to spare. You see, they moved in a few days back and were unprepared for this heat onslaught. I wasn’t surprised. After all, we went through a similar ordeal only two years ago. The winter-to-summer shift happens as if it were at the flip of a button. No warning. She said, “We have never felt the need for a cooler or a/c all these years, and a/c doesn’t suit us.” …