we had one devil of a good day at the coast today. i am happy. i showered off a few minutes ago so my bed would not fill with sand, but the faint odor of fire lingers. happiness ensues. i think pi has never been happier than sitting around the campfire eating sausages with us. [segue: i in fact saw a side of her i'd never seen before.]

we talked about studio fojar matters for hours. we talked about art, philosophy, love, loss. my friends are such interesting people. miles and i nailed down some pertinent and important technical issues to the software, which salves my tattered soul. we all three of us answered some important questions about “fojar: the business.”

it was a vacation. it was … “exactly what i needed.” all the other outcomes were, though far more beneficial long-term, less important to me than taking a big step out of my ordinary frantic life-as-a-freelancer. a breath of fresh air. fresh sea air, too. yarrrrr. thanks, guys!

it’s late..i’m sure i’ll regret this post in the morning. in the meantime, enjoy this mp3 i recorded! [aside: it's an old english folk tune.]

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