When I was little I lived in NYC, was happy there but dreamed of living in the country. At age 12 we moved to the country (the same little town I live now) and I was happy there but dreamed of moving back to the city. Then I moved back to the city, was happy there but wound up moving to Puerto Rico. I was happy there for years, then I dreamed of moving back to the little town in the country here. Then I moved back here and realized that there are a lot of places that seem like they would be the absolute best place to live, but in actuality might be better just to visit.
Nowadays, after 19 years of living back here in my little rural town, I like daydreaming about living in places like France, Quebec, Maine, Vermont, etc. But I know I'd want to be back here after a while....at last I am content where I am. -probably because I am (finally) happy on the INSIDE.

But i'd love to visit France and Italy one day...