We ended up collapsing in heaps late afternoon yesterday, missed the Mormon/Polynesian spectacular, can't say I'm too disappointed, even without giving them money, the thought of being in close proximity to that loopy hate cult makes my skin crawl.

Got some late night saimin & came home & crashed again.

I got up early & watched the low key sunrise, then took a walk down the street to the market for cigarettes, snapping photos along the way. Just got back & told L. it was about time for her to get up, we've got a car to return & a flight to catch.

This first leave taking is making me feel like the honeymoon's already over. I want more life.