I desperately want to travel again.
I still long for the lands I visited under the summer sun that just passed months ago.
I still dream of Shanghai and Korea.
I still dream, even for Hong Kong and Japan, which I’ve not been to in years.
I still dream.
All of the sudden, I just woke up from a nap, and I felt this heart-wrenching longing for the Orient, which has become my second home. I don’t know why now of all times, but I really wish I could go there again.
I lived life like a dream in perfect bliss.