i have seen that slogan painted on the window of the dilapitated house located on the route i take to get to work everyday.
the first time i saw it i kind of chuckled to myself. after it stayed on their window for a few months, along with the ping pong table on the front deck, the 3-6 cars parked on the front lawn at any given time, and the constant cluster of young 20somethings always partying, i would go by and think to myself, "You get a job."
well, after having spent the last 2 weeks working 2 full-time jobs, leaving myself with only enough time to go for short runs and bike from one job to the next, i look at that window as a life lesson. when a solid few days of swell comes in, and your cell phone is barraged with texts about where so-and-so just got the wave of the month and you are busy serving someone a hot, soy, decaf, weak latte...well folks, suffice to say i am not a happy camper at the moment.
all i can do is smile and serve my customers their chatty coffees, deposit my pay checks, and chant to myself over and over again: "Hawaii. Hawaii. Hawaii."
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