I went to visit a friend in Honolulu last January. I was only there for a week and half but I’ve never felt more at home anywhere in my life. I cried when I came back to Maryland. It was snowing and I got sick. In Hawaii I didn’t so much as sniffle or sneeze. It’s been a little over a year and I still feel like I left a piece of me behind. It was sooo beautiful. I know it’s expensive and everything, but I’m going to have to find a way to live there at least for a year or so at some point in my life.
