And so it begins.

I probably should have started this a month and a half ago when I moved to Hawaii. Better late than never, though.

I miss having weird people around me. Everybody here is pretty normal. There aren't even any "alternative" people here. It's bizarre. People here thing I'm a huge hippie slash tree hugger. Not that I'm contesting the fact, both counts are very true, it's just different. It actually makes me kind of sad.
I don't have people who walk around barefoot.
I don't have people who embrace the grubbiness of the great outdoors.
I don't have people who braid weeds into their hair.
I don't have people who surrender themselves to spontaneity.
Oh well. I'm making friends anyway.

Hawaii is an interesting place to live. I live in the mountains, have to walk uphill everywhere I go. At the same time, I can see the ocean from the Pali Highway. And if I'm willing to take The Bus for thirty minutes or so, I'm confronted with the beach. And the ocean. That clear clear water and that blazing golden sun.

I'm getting into the swing of things.
Slowly but surely.

Can't wait until I go home.