[ This entry originated here » The Place where Imagination becomes Reality (Dec 25, 2017). ]
» Hawaii was the First Place to Feel Like a New Home
They did this while I was off turning matter into energy for the military-industrial complex, and going to strip clubs with the Dog in Waikiki, after smoking Maui Wowie and whatnot.
Hawaii was the first place that felt like home to me after I left home. By then I had already lived in a number of other places, but the combination of time-away-from-home, and time-spent-in-a-new-place made Hawaii feel like home for me.
» Along the Lines of an Invisible Umbilical Breaking
That was a trippy feeling .. which is why I remember it so well. This was the first time in my life when Connecticut did not feel like my 'home.'
It happened fast as you snapped your fingers. It was not a gradual thing .. like you might imagine.
I am trying to decide if I should say that it was like an invisible umbilical broke .. an invisible umbilical between Connecticut and Hawaii.
That might not be the best way to say it .. but it is definitely along those lines.
I was walking home at the time .. toward Diamond Head .. along Ala Wai blvd in Waikiki ..

.. when I was living with the Dog. Right below the two strippers from Vegas.
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