Today is a day of lasts.  Last sunrise over the beach, last morning walking the shore picking up trash, last re-digging of the giant hole in the sand, last coconut turnover for breakfast.  I’m hoping to squeeze in one last shave ice and a last reading by the surf this afternoon and maybe one last plate lunch.  Sigh.   Good-byes are so hard!  Don’t you feel for me, having to leave all this behind?  Aren’t I suffering?  Oh, hold on a minute, I have to take a sip of my kona coffee and check for the local sea turtle out the window……

Where was I…. Nevermind.  The surf is calling one last time.  I’m going to brave the man-o-wars and soak up a bit more sunshine.  When next you see me, I’ll be wearing a raincoat and shoes with socks. 

Oh the horror!