The way my favorite tracks carry me into a dreamlike state is the way the people from my country feels about the image I see everyday on my home from work. Sounds odd, but true. Clear blue skies, green grass, lush trees, tidy pavements and tall buildings all in one place somehow never fit into my expectation of a developed country. But here I am now living right in the midst of a place that seem to have been perfectly engineered. There are countless things that citizens in this country can be grateful for. I am unsure how long I will be staying here but I share that gratitude. Not everything is perfect, I know. Sometimes I prefer to see the not-so-beautiful side just to keep myself grounded.