I want to go somewhere fun.

last night after telling Peter about my mom's funny Hawaii stories, we kept joking about flying over there this weekend. 

then last night I had a dream about Hawaii. I've been there once when I was like 1.4 years old, but I don't remember it at all. and I doubt that's where I got my dream inspiration from because there was very little rain {which isn't realistic}and the sand didn't get everywhere {also, pretty unrealistic}.

then today I got a text from Leah saying she wanted to go to Italy and Greece and wear awesome sandals and messenger bags and ride on mopeds and swim in the Mediterranean and party every night and meet hot boys. we’re supposed to fly out tonight after my meeting with Bishop Draney at 8:20.