My room is damp and feels like when I was a child and would nap and wake up in the moisture of Texas dusk. My skin feels sticky and the fan blows a thin breeze on my brow. Magic is alive and god is afoot.
Last night all my dreams came true. I just didn't know they were my dreams. Dreams feel real and reality is a dream. What is it? A dream within a dream. I feel like I walked inside of a mystery. There is something mystical about Ojai. I can't wait to go back. Every time I am there something unexpected finds me.
I have 80 pictures left to be imported from my show over the weekend. I can't wait to see the photos. I am resting before I have to leave again in half and hour. And then I will be back. And then I will write.
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