Friday, April 27, 2012

And... Exhale.

Damn, this feels good. And not as in "hell yeah, vacation!" good. No, unlike my fellow passengers on HA29, there is no rush to get the car, no rush to get to the condo, no rush to get to the beach. "No, Alamo guy, I do not need a map, or directions, or for you to point me toward Kihei town." No, I know this place... its good things and its bad things.

Yes, this feels good... as in "this is exactly where I am supposed to be right now" good.