I am at my happiest on the road, driving away from KL, discovering places I’ve never been to before, revisiting small towns.
If I were to personify KL, I would say it is a vampire – the longer you stay here, the more life it sucks out of you. We stay to earn our daily bread, and run away as soon as we can, at any opportunity, even if it’s just a brief moment of escape.
I am at my happiest breathing a different kind of air, not the polluted, heavy scent of mass destruction, industrialization, concrete buildings.
I am at my happiest by the water, letting the breeze touch my skin, listening to liquid music.
It’s the closest I can be to feeling free, before going back in the vampire city.