Four days

As summer comes to an end, I'm left with this weird feeling. It's not an overly excited feeling, nor is it terribly sad. It sometimes feels suffocating, and the only thing that alleviates it is surfing.

I guess I'm just scared. Things are so safe in Hilo. I'm not sure how I feel about going back to California to visit. Going to Portland and starting over and going to school is kind of an overwhelming idea. I have been unemployed for the last 3 months, with not a lot to occupy myself. It's been quite a trip seeing kids I went to highschool with and THEIR kids. It's all moving so fast, and I guess I'm still trying to figure out how to deal with that.

I just want to surf. I like this photo because you can tell I'm smiling in it:

The end.