Missing America

I just dreamed that I was back home in Penang, in a car. And realized I missed America, that I should have "feel" America into my memory more closely, the streets, the people, the sceneries, the food, etc. It was as if I left in a hurry and everything I remember about America seems so vague.[@more@]

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