5:45am- Wake up way too early for flight. Friend drives me to Hilo airport. I am pleasantly surprised by service, professionalism and efficiency of the entire ATA crew. It’s not your ordinary cattle-probing, corralling international airport. So few flights means so few people and therefore we can all treat each other with dignity. This doesn’t mean my plane doesn’t crash however.
3:10pm- Arrive home and run into arms of loving boyfriend who was missed during trip as he stands at top of stairs romantically holding a dozen roses. A dozen very thorny roses that pierce flesh upon embrace. My last moment is spent in his arms, berating him for not pruning.
Other than that, pretty good day.