I used to dream about living in New York.
I thought it would be cool, since all the cool kids are hanging out in New York.
But yesterday, my boss from US was here, and as she looked over Jakarta Skyline from my office, she said:
"This look so much like New York."
My heart sunk.
Then I remember what my one friend used to say to me:
"Why do you dream of living in New York? You hate big cities. You'd hate New York. It's big, loud, and filled with gigantic buildings."