So there’s a crazy little voice in my head that keeps telling me I should’ve stayed in Maui.
I thought about it briefly. I peeked at Craigslist for apartment listings. I thought about working remotely while I looked for a job there — maybe as a hula dancer or at a local nonprofit (meanwhile, I’d for sure still take hula lessons…). And, I knew it was crazy, but I also knew that I could make it work.
As much as I feel like I’m a city girl who loves to keep moving and needs to have lots of activity and opportunities around me, there’s a part of me that feels like I just belong in Hawaii. I used to draw pictures of it in my journal when I was a kid; I’d always wanted to go. Then when I finally got the chance to go, I felt so at home and happy there in a way that I just never felt in any other place. People are so friendly and happy, and the food is so good. The great weather encourages you to swim and exercise and stay healthy and wear the pretty flowy skirts I like to wear. I dunno — I’m sure it was a combination of factors: my birthday, spending time with my friends, taking time away from work… oh, it might also have to do with the hurricane I just experienced on the East Coast. But, I just know I felt really happy there.
On the other hand, it makes me think I need to make a move on my Peace Corps application. I think that one of the things I like about Hawaii is that it feels somewhat like an escape from civilization. And, I think I want that a little bit.
Who knows? Maybe I’m just trying to run away again.