One way in which I catalog my travels.
There is just one moon and one golden sun.
A parting gift from the place I used to call home.
I guess this place is okay. Could use a little more drama, maybe.
A beauty far different from that which I find at home.
I am proclaiming this month a success. I think my children would agree.
Making blue, purple, red and orange memories. With worms.
It’s been a long, rough week so I’m taking a moment of gratitude for all that is good and right in my life.
I don’t know the statistics for Prozac prescriptions in Hawaii, but I could probably make a solid guess.
The intangible souvenir I picked up in Canada.