September 29, 2007
We spent the Friday night in Waikiki Beach just like any regular Friday - lots of booze, playing pool, making and meeting new friends, and then, more booze and food. There was the occasional flirting with new people. Unfortunately, I didn’t find someone that I really clicked with. So, yeah, I made sure to be friendly with the locals at the bar and kicked ass on the pool table. But the winning streak had to end somehow. I was almost totally wasted and I was already seeing double. But it was such a great feeling, especially with very nice and friendly folks, loud music and the seemingly endless orders of martinis and cosmos. We hung out at Hula’s until they closed. Greg, I and Rob, a Sacramento guy we met at the bar who was also vacationing, went to Fusion. We didn’t stay long at the bar. We went to Denny’s and had a very early breakfast. We got back to the hotel at past 4 o’clock in the morning. I passed out on the bed then woke up after a while to take care of the excess alcohol, then went back to bed and slept like a baby.
The next morning, we grabbed our breakfast on the beach bags, stuffed them with food, and headed down to the beach. We were joined by four birds, two pigeons and two other smaller birds. They kept us company while we finished breakfast. We headed back to the hotel and slept.
We met one of Greg’s friend, David, who joined us on the bus trip and kept us company from the hotel on the way to the airport.
We left Oahu and flew to Kauai where we would spend the rest of the vacation. We met with Greg’s parents at the Kauai Marriott Hotel.
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The sun has set. Looking up into the sky, patches of thick clouds made it difficult to see the stars. Nevertheless, my attention was focused on the waves that rush onto the shore and against my feet. I walked further into the water. Suddenly, I was reminded of a state that I have long since forgotten.
It was as if nothing in the world mattered. There were no strong emotions. There were no thoughts. I was blank.
Greg and I walked along the beach. The only sound was that of the rolling waves. It was peaceful. It was as if the water cleansed us of all the burdens of the world.
We headed out for dinner at Bistro Sushi. Greg and I were barely talking. We both kept to ourselves. I don’t know what was going on in his mind. But in mine, there was totally nothing. He said that he felt like being high but with no drugs. I knew what he was talking about. I told him, “Yeah. I’m totally out of it.”. I was disconnected from the world. I was at peace.