It was a beautiful morning, no one around, light westerlies grooming the mini-peelers, so I said what the heck, I'm all the way down here at Matanzas. Paddle out. The water was crystal clear. I could see a wave way outside, peeling off. I was alone for about 45 minutes, and then a guy paddled out on a longboard and paddling over to me said, "You look like you're having too much fun out here!" Well, I said, if we hadn't had the waves we have had this past week, this would seem pretty good! We shared the peak until the tide started going out, and that as they say was that. It was worth it, for sure. You could tuck into some sections as they peeled on down the line. There can't be a better way to start the day, well, at least in my world.
I had the coolest dream last night. I got a dog! It looked like an Irish Setter, with long red hair. It was pup-sized, but its body seemed fully grown, which is the dream-like part. It was so happy, running around, and I loved that it seemed so happy, and how it made me feel when we looked into each others eyes. Cool.
I have had the best dreams since moving into this house. Not one nightmare. This isn't good for my surrealistic painting, but good for me. My theory? Because this house was once a candy store, I am feeling its psychic energy... all the happy children that passed through its doors, who felt a moment of happiness in a simple dream come true...
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