driving on marine corps drive along the water's edge on a daily basis with that serene view of agana bay still has not convinced me that those cumbersome freeway commutes are long gone. contrary to those cliches, there are no daily happy hours or excessively lazy days on the beach. i am however, basking in the sunshine-filled scenery from this side of the planet during this time of year. while countless friends flood my feed with their frigid tales and masterful selfies of them all decked out in layers of outerwear, i have not an ounce of dissolution. it may even be the absence of seasons that makes me feel frozen in time and space. returning to guam is a hop on a time machine: periodic parental obligations, childhood acquaintances, and high school best friends are pleasant reminders that make me accept my forever state.
there is not an ounce of urgency or demise even when times seem challenged. i welcome the privilege of not being able to complain about that for awhile, living the guam state of mind.
