I fell asleep on our bed in the sunshine, and while I slept the sun clouded over and the wind picked up.  With my eyes still half-closed the sound of the wind murmuring in the trees reminded me of the sea, so strongly that I could almost smell the salt in the air and feel it, white and dusty on my legs. A seabird, wandering inland, screaming and calling in its wild tongue made the illusion all the more real, and made me long for the ocean, for the sun and the sand, the rain falling from a blue sky and the cool mountain breezes. Being born in Hawai'i is a gift you can never repay.

May 17 2014