K’s brother hated the creature part of Hawaii living. The geckos freaked him out at night. Talking to him about it reminded me how similarly I felt when we first moved to Hawaii.
For the most part I’m cool with Hawaii creatures. But one night, when K’s family was visiting, a gentle rain suddenly developed into a flash storm. The air felt really thick and fragrant. All the doors and windows were open and I peeked out the front and saw the oddest thing.
I almost yelled for K, but didn’t want to alarm the whole family. I grabbed my camera and went in for a closer look.
I swear to god it looked like it was on the verge of talking to me. I looked at it for awhile. I took more pictures than this. It was so unsettling. Doesn’t it look like he has a message for me?
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