Positively Waikiki

I'm a human animal in need of a vacation. And lately, my mind's been on Waikiki. I went there around this time a few years back and it was an effortless trip that kinda just stuck with me.

I'm not saying I'm gonna go again—all I'm saying is that I've been thinking about the place, about the way the pineapples tasted there—perfumey, about how the sun felt all over my skin as I lay there on my towel listening to the waves roll in, about the sunsets with the soft sweet air, and about those open air restaurants with the teak ceiling fans slowly turning—circulating the sea breeze just like they did back in the days of the Tokyo Rose.

It's nice to think about that stuff, isn't it?