We found that Hawaiian
fusion restaurant with the bridges and the water running underneath them inside
of this non-descript building somewhere on Michigan Avenue I think, but I’m not
sure. I have to admit the food wasn’t all that great but I would of paid twice
the amount for the atmosphere alone. I thought I was in some dark Honolulu restaurant
somewhere. It was warm and quiet inside and we sat close together and talked
about the future as though we were sure it would be a good one. That may have
been when we talked about going to Hawaii for real, but we could barely afford
lunch and train fare. The ancients have urged us to look for contentment in our
own situations if possible and maybe that is when we decided contentment was
far less expensive.
