A few years ago I set out on a journey, roaming, to become a slacktide lost and found at Sea. This Journal documents the unravellings of some of the eye opening moments throughout my travels and life. It's likely to change often, but then so do we.
The breeze is new. aumakua kamakani changing things. Does the wind have a smell? A friend once told me that smell is related to the function of memory, triggering moments from that street called memory lane. If so this wind has an aloha smell, memories of soft grass and a trade wind, pushing turquoise water to the shore. Mahalo.