Ah, memories

At first I couldn’t get the memories of Hawaii out of my head, but now apparently I can’t get them off of my feet either. I came back from a run, took off my socks and shoes, and slowly stretched my tired legs. But what is that on my feet? It looks like some sort of sand. I retraced my running route in my mind. Did I run near a construction site? Was there dust or sand on the sidewalk? Then I remembered that I ran exactly once on our vacation in Maui. And sure enough, it looks exactly like Maui sand. Too bad that my running shoes aren’t ruby slippers that can transport me back to Hawaii. But, lucky for me, I already believe that there’s no place like home, and I’ve found it here.