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Hawaii - Summer 2005.

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Uploaded by on Nov 25, 2008

Missing the summer breeze of my one and only true love, Hawaii. Lately the sadness stings like a fresh wound of a broken heart yearning for the calm before the storm. I miss it beyond comprehension. Even though I look back at my journals from when I was there and read a naive, immature girl's thoughts, it was the only time in my life that I've been completely happy and free. Everytime summer comes I play my Makana playlist and cry thinking about the best time of my life, and how I'll never be able to experience that again. The humidity that took over my lungs the second I stepped off of the plane is still fresh in my mouth. The strange hippie man that I called my uncle who was late to pick me up from the airport still lives as imperfectly perfect in my mind. I feel the warm rain in the middle of the day and the night, but not caring that I was drenched because the cool breeze would dry me off in a few minutes. I miss being alone most of the time but using the precious moments to find myself. The warm ocean water still floats through my hair as I duck dive into the waves of nostalgia. My Coffee Talk days and Jazz Night nights and the avocados the size of my head, and the breadbakery and organic oranges. Eating dinner at Olive Tree every night at 10 o clock and waking up every morning for a jog. The eaucalyptus leaves of Manoa still linger in my chest and the peace protests and live music replays in my mind. All of the art and music was so amazing. Learning to surf and hanging out with my cousin Sage for the day was the best. Going to Makana's little gigs and having silly little crushes on the Coffee Talk boy. Swimming with sea turtles and the Papaya Tree. Coming back home and crying for weeks while listening to Makana. It is all so clear to me, and yet it was 3 years ago. I miss being grounded and peaceful, what happened to me, and to the world? Please, say it isn't so. Please, someone stop the time from slipping outof my hands and into the ground. I would give anything to relive that summer.

Music: "Dragon" - Jake Shimabukuro

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