I had a dream last night in which I was on a Malaysian reality TV show. About twenty people were up against each other to win my life. Yes. They would do my job, live in my apartment, wear my clothes (in perfect dream logic, there were also male contestants despite/because of this), have my friends and eat at my favourite places. I was feeling very pleased with myself and my wonderful life until I realised that I would, in turn, be living the life of the person who won my life. Thusly, the dream ended with me shouting at the host, "Why can't I get to choose where I live? I don't want to live in Kedah!"
I am in New Zealand. In Wellington. And sometimes in Palmy. I might prefer to be in Deerfield or KL. But I really do like it here. Surprisingly to me, this has only a little to do with the fact that I have more years of memories here than anywhere else. The people I love the most are here, and where they are, I want to be. With them, I am confident about life; I am strong and happy. So really, we could be anywhere at all. Perhaps even Kedah!
