I guess the one bad thing that comes with being born and raised in Hawaii is how accustomed you are to how beautiful it is.
It’s only when you leave the islands for college or something do you realize how lucky you really were.
Suddenly the sunset you saw every day for twenty years
and you understand why people spend their life savings
to visit a place you always knew as your backyard.
You’ll obsessively compare new sunsets and landscapes to the home you once knew
in an attempt to satiate the appetite for beauty Hawaii gave you
but in due time, you’ll only reach the inevitable conclusion
that Hawaii is just in a tier of its own.
Leaving never gets any easier.