I saw this picture and I thought about how true it is. While I love traveling and going to different places, there’s nothing like certain feelings that you get when you’re in a place that you want to be. While I’ll be the first person to admit that being by a beach is really close to my definition of Paradise, I have to say that the feeling of paradise is much better. My definition? Waking up in the morning with the the sun streaming through the window on sheets that have a decent thread count and turning over to see the sleeping peaceful face of someone who you love, respect, and admire and knowing that they feel the same way. Nothing like it.