I live on the island of O'ahu. If you notice on this illustration (courtesy of acmecompany), I am in the center of that EXTREMELY large expanse of water. If I feel like taking a drive, I can only go in circles and chances are there are 100,000 others with the same idea... so driving=stuck in traffic. The closest land mass is 2500 miles, that being the western coast of the continental United States. **sigh**There is a constant battle in my belly. On the one hand, Hawaii is my home and where I would love to raise children. On the other, I have seen enough of the world to know that I want to see more!
Hawaii is home to me. I am part-Hawaiian... part of my ancestry leads to the indigenous people of these islands. I love the "locals" and the food and the weather and the beautiful beaches, etc, etc. There's so much to love! I feel very comfortable here, safe, and secure. All my immediate family are still here on this island. Why would I want to leave?
There's a great big world out there to explore. I have desires to do an Aboriginal Walkabout and get in touch with my Dreaming. I would love to ride an elephant in Thailand. Visit India and sit in the courtyards of the Taj Mahal. I see myself running with lions on the African continent. I can find my own green stone in New Zealand. Visit the land of my Samoan ancestors.
I am an explorer, yearning to explore. Living to quench my thirst for adventure. I'm suffering today from ISLAND FEVER, a severe case of wanting to FLY!
