Songs from the 80′s always make me feel nostalgically warm inside. One of the songs is “Sometimes Late at Night” by West Street Mob from 1982. Well, actually the song was first released by Carole Bayer Sager, but I like the Web Street Mob version better — besides the fact that the later was the one I listened to at the radio here in Indonesia.
This is the Web Street Mob version:
The lyrics are somehow not that clearly pronounced so I looked for the words on the net. But, they are all useless.
I have just checked out my Pinterest account. And, I decided to search for “apartment window Paris” and those pics there really took my breath away.
I have dreamed living abroad since I was a kid. Well, maybe not living the entire life but simply a year or two, to study or work there for a while.
Back then, I almost spent about a month in France, during the World Cup. But I didn’t win the quiz held by the French Embassy back there in 1998. It was funny ‘coz from my answers, everybody thought I would win. I was rather disappointed when I didn’t. But well, it was OK.
Or, no, it wasn’t that OK. Mom told me recently that she prayed that I had lost. Why on earth did she do that? Well, it was because I had told her, if I had won and gone to Paris, I wouldn’t want to go back. And, it scared her. Yeah, I shouldn’t have mentioned it to her.
So, I didn’t go to Paris or anywhere else in France. In fact, I haven’t been abroad. Poor me.
But, still, somehow, I still have a dream living abroad. New York, London, and of course Paris, those are the cities I would choose to spend a few years — or a few months, or well, a few days, maybe? — in.
I imagine myself living in a vintage apartment. And I write with my desk near the window so I can see outside. Or, simply sit on the windowsill, reading a book or making a phone call home.
If you could live abroad, which city would you choose?