The Beach or Bust!

It's official. I don't want to grow up anymore. I think 22 is a fine age, and I would be happy to stay this old for the rest of my life. Now, you may think to yourself that my working at a retirement community for 4 years has finally caught up with me and I am scared to age. That's not it. I look forward to growing old and being settled with a big, loving family. However, I don't like the changes involved in growing up. I remember Jason telling me a few years ago how it was weird when friends graduate and move away. Ok, weird isn't the word. Depressing? Definitely more appropriate. My mom and brother are a little too far away, in my opinion. My other brother and friend/adopted brother-practically in another world. My best friend, gone home. My roommate/good friend-leaving in May. Is there an end to the madness? I think not. On the other hand, I am incredibly blessed beyond belief to have my dad's side of the family so close. And I have made some new friends that are lovely as well. It's just hard to watch people move away and start new chapters in their lives. I have lived in Arkansas all my life and love the state! I think it's the greatest there is! I've always thought I would live in Arkansas forever, never leave. Well, due to the recent evacuation of my dear close ones, I asked myself why I am staying. Why not move? And better yet, why not move to a place I absolutely adore-the beach! The only thing keeping me in Arkansas is my family. I love them to pieces. However, I feel like if I ever want to do something spontaneous like this, now might be the best time. While I am young, unattached, and can-it makes sense, right? I can always move back if I don't like it...or maybe I can convince everyone to join me! I am considering Florida...really anywhere with beautiful beaches and nice scenery! In all honesty, I may stay in Arkansas and just get a beachy calendar...but I am hoping that I branch out and move. What state do you suggest?