Montana!
I can’t seem to find the Goya here. And the nearest Asian supermarket is, like, hours away. There are, supposedly, many trout in the lovely local waters here. I have yet to catch any, but I can imagine how nice it would be if I ever did.
Recently, I was people watching and listening to I’m Going to Make a Cake by Philip Glass at the same time. Listening to that song while doing anything makes mundane things seem more cinematic.
One time I was in Washington Square Park and some guy rolled out a whole upright piano and started playing Metamorphosis in the middle of the park. I miss NYC.