Tropicana Escapade: Pulau Mantanani

A new sensation, for once devoid of all melancholia.

Happiness resembles that of sandy white beaches and aquamarine waves.
Soaking up the sun under the palm tree shades, young girls in vintage flora printed dresses dancing to Tropical tunes.
Should you listen attentively, you could almost hear the melodic siren songs behind the crashing waves.

When the world is at war, I’d rather be swept away by the tides, into the unknown.
A Tropicana escapade ensues, enchanting fantasy takes place.
in that made-up, imaginary dimension, I am chaos, I am art, I am free and living happily in solitude.
Don’t wake me up, there is nothing left worth waking up to anyways.