I’d rather be in Mumbai right this second, slouching lazily on my apartment couch with bad quality wifi and a children’s book (Matilda to be specific), in my palms. I’d rather be dancing my days away and strolling along the beaches waves at night— Chaat in one hand, money in the other. I’d rather be fighting to grab a taxi on my way to the mall, be paying minimally for the best street food in the entire world. I’d rather be relaxed and stress free and all the things I want to be. In Mumbai.