prefacing is for chumps. you know that. but let me make an exception, as this is an absurd situation.

I am fucking tired. as in, exhausted.

yes I’m in Hawaii, yes there are limousines and concierges and more things with syllables that I’ve never had and it’s gorgeous and a few wonderful people.

we can all agree on that.

yes?

yes. 

okay.

I’m fucking tired.

it’s 8.25pm, I spent another day road-tripping up a windy road that the rental car company can’t wait to find out about on an island that I don’t even know. seriously. I just found out yesterday I was in a place called Kuaii. I probably spelled that wrong. I’m sorry.

‘pay close attention to the spelling of the Hawaiian names, please’ was one of the few things asked of us.

I’m sorry.

I’m also to be up at 1.30am. 

last night at that time, I was desperately trying to find a random phone charger.

tonight, I’m up with a coffee.

yes, it’s to mountain-bike off of a volcano at sunrise.

yes, I can’t wait to do it.

yes, I’m excited.

yes, free trips like this should be reserved for those who deserve it.

yes, I realize that I’m somewhat moaning about my fatigue.

yes, I can sleep on the plane.

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…

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I just wanted to say that I’m tired.

and not say what I want to…

which is: ‘this is hard work’.

I promised myself I wouldn’t.

oh, that picture is from my hotel room.

yes… I know.