I’m going back to Hawaii next week and it is almost surreal that this time next week I’ll be half way there. I am going back to a place I could almost consider home, a place I want to one day call home. I wanted to go to Tampa last year for my birthday and spend my birthday on the beach. Because of good ol’ mother nature, along with other foreseen events, that trip didn't happen. This year I was going to pass up on my dream. I will be in Hawaii, on the beach with a drink in hand relaxing the best way I can. I have ultimately 2 things planned, a massage and a tattoo. Other than those things, I don't want to think of anything else that I want to do. I am fortunate enough to have a friend that is letting me stay with them and I’ve told them that I don't want to plan a trip, tell them what I want to do, or have a list of things to do. I want to go and just experience Hawaii the best way possible.