and so i found it all over again.

maui has been so much. landing felt like returning home. i had missed this place and i could feel it in the runway when the plane glided to a stop. i was grounded, it was familiar, it is home away from home. or, home in itself.

perfect days of sunsets and full moons and driving on single-laned roads. of surf breaks and health food and diving into waves. salt water, sticky sand, ukuleles and shave ice stands. perfect days with long distance friends. that reggae on the radio again.

i would do anything to move back. live to just live. feel the world around me.Β 

this time spent travelling alone has been invaluable. i love myself and i love who i am. maui made it mean something again. reminded me of it all over. in every breath of island air.

so i’ll miss this place again. but i’ll see it in photographs and phone calls and friendships far away. it won’t be long before i’m home again.

tell ’em they’re dreamin’

it happened again. i teared up. i got sad. i said goodbye.

three years is a long time. who knows how long it will be, this time.

now i wait in transit. airports are becoming habitual. goodbyes, annoying moments of nervousness and anxiousness and many other ness words make me angry. angry at myself that i allow it to happen. consume me. get under my skin.

but that’s life.

i’m excited for adventures past and present and future.

lingering feelings of happiness. i still feel it. happy, that is. these moments in life are the ones i’ll always remember. those that are becoming memories of already better times. no, not better. just great. nothing more, nothing less.

i can’t compare it. won’t even try. and i can’t fathom it’s brilliance. it’s all actually happening. i’m here. living the dream.