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im still in my paradise. we're leaving on tueday night. it's so far from reality. it's too easy to forget sometimes. too easy to forget that i cannot spend the rest of my life partying on a beach. even if i could, i'd never be content with that. it all comes back to what our idea of success is. when i was talking with one of the locals, we talked about striving for success in life. he replied with, "i consider myself successful. i have three best friends, i sleep under the stars, and i wake up every morning to the sound of waves. im happy, and to me, that is success." it's something to think about.