Moving to Kapolei

I have been busy the past few weeks prepping my move out to Kapolei. After more than three years of living on my own just minutes from work, I'm trading it in for the sake of saving some money. I'll be living with my brother and his family rent free until I leave for my world traveling adventures in 2011.

My stuff is half packed and my couch and computer desk are gone courtesy of Craigslist. I've made several trips to some non-profits in the area who will be benefiting from linens, towels, dishes and other kitchenware.

Moving does have its perks as I am forced to really minimize all my worldly possessions to fit into one room. Surprisingly, it hasn't been as tough as I thought. I guess I'm not that attached to things. Still, I do have a lot of junk that I need to wade through and decide if they stay or go.

Maybe living out of a backpack for a year won't be as difficult as I thought?

Speed Dial Number Three @ Missed Connections

As I mentioned on an Advertiser blog, I've recently found Missed Connections on Craigslist completely intriguing. I don't know if it's the undercover romantic or the nosy neighbor in me, but I can't stop reading this stuff. It's like being a voyeur and peering into a fishbowl world. Will he ever talk to his "girl that runs for days" or find his "skinny white girl, short shorts and long legs?" I'll never, ever know but I find it really, really entertaining to read.

Tonight, one of the post titles really caught my eye. It said:

Speed Dial Number Three

How could I not stop to click on this one? When I opened it up, its length surprised me. As you know, this Craigslist generation of ours isn't known for being verbose. This made me even more curious.

The post was apparently from a guy to his ex in his final, final good bye. It was so moving and honest. It was heartfelt. Is it weird that I felt like crying? I didn't of course . . . but I wanted to.

Why? Because this small glimpse into the history of this couple was amazing. The post showed us all the love and anger and strife that the relationship endured. It showed us the loss, confusion and sadness at the relationship's end. It was like a snippet of a well-written novel, a Hollywood film yet to be produced.

Will his ex ever read this? Will she ever know his feelings? We'll never know. But that, in itself, is why the post is amazing.