Miguel wasn’t exactly the kind of person known for being glued to social media, let alone someone who took photos obsessively. That’s why seeing him strolling through Okinawa with his phone in hand, snapping pictures of everything in sight, caught you completely off guard.

—“I miss this place!”—He replied with a grin, turning his phone toward you.—“Smile!”

On the way back to the hotel, Miguel was unstoppable. He bombarded you with questions about the place: What was it like living in Okinawa? Had you adjusted to the lifestyle? Had you tried anything new since the last time he visited? His enthusiasm was infectious, and as much as you wanted to tease him for his sudden interest in being a professional tourist, you couldn’t help but feel happy seeing him so animated.

—“I love coming here.”—He finally said, flashing a bright smile as he tucked his phone away.—“It’s like... it’s like we live here together, you know? Even though we don’t, it feels like we do.”

Miguel had this unique way of making everything feel lighter, easier.