August 10./

It’s strange that in a few days, I’ll no longer live in Hawaii. This place has become my home. I remember the way the island smelled when I first stepped off the plane. The air was thick and it smelled like the ocean. It was almost exactly five years ago. Now I sit in my hotel room and wait until I fly to Biloxi on Friday.

Today I woke up in my hotel room and realized that I had maintenance guys showing up at my house on the other side of town. For some reason, I thought they were coming in the afternoon. Anyways, I rolled out of bed, threw on some clothes, and brushed my teeth in about 5 strokes.

I woke up about 5 minutes before they were suppose to arrive and my hotel is about 30 minutes away. Needless to say, that way the quickest I’ve driven in a while and I’m lucky they showed up late.

Despite the fact that I’m leaving in a couple days, it feels like there are so much left to do. The movers came last week, my job transfer paperwork just finished processing, the cleaners worked on the apartment after the movers left. It’s been go go go for a while now.

It feels like I should be trying to enjoy my last few days living in Hawaii – but honestly I’m exhausted. I come back to my hotel in Waikiki in the afternoon and just feel like laying in bed. After five years of living here, I don’t feel like I’ve missed anything.

After the maintenance guys left, I stopped by work and finished some paperwork. I picked up a smoothie and drove across town to my favorite greek restaurant. Today was a very busy slow day.

Lately, I’ve been digging through my old hard drives and finding pictures. Here were a few of the artsy ones I made last time I was in Biloxi (2013):


That’s enough for today. Wish my luck on my move out inspection tomorrow!

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