I have visited Hawaii three times and I thought I was done with it but now I'm not so sure. The sense of smell bypasses reason as it mainlines straight to memory and longing. When I walked into the warm evening tonight as I left the hospital, I smelled food grilling in the cafeteria and it took me straight to Maui. I adored a little hamburger joint in Lahaina right on the water. I could have eaten there every night. I wonder if it's still there. Suddenly and with no warning, I crave Maui. There was some great music played in the little bars in Lahaina. I remember some guy playing Jeff Beck better than Jeff Beck. Life is out there somewhere to be sweetly lived.
As I was writing this, I remembered Maui had many people living there who were running away from their lives. I wonder if this is still true. I'd like to run away for awhile and be by the ocean. And eat hamburgers.