Hawaii.. At least the sky is blue

Sitting on my deck I can see Matakatia, Gulf Harbour Marina, Rangitoto, the City and an outline of the landscape sitting on the ocean far away. The veiw is breathtaking and pituresque, especially on such a clear day. But this is all familliar, not new, not exciting. The boats come and go, the weather changes but everything else stays the same. I wish I was somewhere that I had never been, somewhere exciting and new. I wish I was in Hawaii.

I can imagine being on a small island. Sitting on a beach of soft white sand, and gazing out at the cerulen blue water. When I turn around I can see a beach resort, which is where I am staying. Small huts are spread around where people are seated with bright tropical fruit and drinks in hand. Past the huts I can see a big swimming pool of intricate design. There is a waterfall, of which does not look man made at all. Among the people I can not see one sad face, everyone looks happy and propserous, showing these emotions on their faces. Even the staff are smiling big and are all dressed up, not a hair out of place.

I wish I was there. But when I open my eyes I am still here, sitting in front a laptop, writing about where I long to be. I wish I was in Hawaii but at least the sky is blue.