I went to Malaysia and now I am sad forever
Till I go back, that is.
Not too far East to be considered as an ancient folk tale, but I did find my own kind of treasure in the hot and sweaty lanes of George Town, Penang. Most of what I love in this world can be found in one piping hot bowl of laksa in Malaysia. I have been feeling a sense of incompletion since my return, and cannot fathom a life where I don’t visit Malaysia again to simply sustain myself on their food.
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