on my plane ride to somewhere, i watched one of my favorite films that i grew up dearly with - the neverending story. the lesson of the story is simple - do what you dream; be brave, be confident, and care. i always cry at two scenes: the first one is when artax the horse gives up and dies in the swarm of sadness. the second one, which makes me cry even a hell lot more, is when bastian makes a wish and poof! falkor, the most beautiful white creature i've ever seen, takes him on the ride in the glorious skies and brings the boy to where his heart desires. just like how the plane takes me to where i always wanna be - new york frigging city! i'm in town and good girl gonna gone wild