I'm a dreamer from Singapore, a tiny island somewhere in South-East Asia. It's a very dense and well-stocked country for its size. You can find almost everything you need here, except space and awesome natural landscape.
Various psychology tests have revealed me to be introverted, intuitive, feeling... and I swing between judging and perceiving depending on the subject. I think that sums me up pretty well. Materials doesn't entice me the way it entice others, and I can't hold a job if I can't see meaning doing it. I guess that's the reason why I'm currently unemployed. And broke.
So what dream am I having? Which pretty little world am I chasing?
As a child I was vulnerable to frequent attacks of insecurity that results in a inexplicable feeling of homesickness. Perhaps it's this irrational sense of homesickness that led me to dream about a place I have never seen before but found so many times described in the books I read, the films I watched and the songs I listen to.
I am chasing a place I dreamed about so many times, over and over, for more than a decade.
The place I have never been to is my pretty little world. Yet I've seen it so many times in my head.
I'm embarking on a long and arduous journey to get there.
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