My life is perfect. yet when I watch movies of america and recall my days in singapore, i wish I live a different life.
At times I wish I was in New York and living the mad life.
I also wish I lived in singapore and experienced the superficality of life all year round.
I also wish I was in Paris, and lived among the old monotonous streets.
I also wish I lived mediterranean village area and got bored watching the blue sea.
I don’t wish to live in India or Malaysia or even Japan. These places seem so alien to me.
My biggest wish was to live in Kathmandu, I guess.
