Day 62:
In 57 days, I will fly to Hawaii. Oahu, to be exact. I will step off the plane. A lei of flowers will be placed around my neck. With my partner by my side and the air full of the scent of plumeria and hibiscus blooms, he and I will make our way to our seaside villa. We will relax and eat fresh pineapple and walk on the beach.
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