gentle ocean breeze

After a wild dinner party last night, I hit the motel bed hard and slept like a rock. The gentle ocean breeze wafting up through the open window was full of ideas, and I had a lot thoughts to records, bittersweet memories of this place, but I was just plain too tired. After the raucous razing about yesterday’s Aura Photograph, I conned Mac into another one this morning. Now I know his camera is out of whack. Same results as yesterday, lots of white. Lots of it. Maybe I can scan these photos and post my aura photo on the web. It’s either that, or this whole Aura Photography thing is a scam.