| In late February
1998 I arrived at a small hostel in Hawaii. My excitement was almost
unbridled. I was in paradise for two Pearl Jam concerts.
It was one of the most memorable weekend experiences I ever had; sun, friends, and Pearl Jam. I will never forget it, particually with the circumstances surrounding it. I was at a low point in my life and my thoughts were heavy on the fact that it would be the last time I ever saw my beloved Pearl Jam. But partly from the greatness of that weekend, my parents, and my friends, I survived myself.
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