Because I missed the 7.2 Mexicali quake...
I decided to try something new. Yes, I went to the beach and conquered my fear of fungi with a swiss and hummus sandwich (and lots of pulpy OJ - mmm!). Photoshop CS4 content-aware-scaling and warp editors are just about the most amazing thing ever, because minus some jailbait that snuck into my experience for about two hours of this trip, I really did see Orion staring at me through the all-encompassing color. And this really is an accurate interpretation of some of the more colorful experience. Simply, amazing.
Enjoy; with caution:
Running through fresh sand . ' . ' . ' . '
Discovering its warmth ||||_
Squishing gritted fingers.
Giggling as synesthesia presents an unsuspecting perspective.
The colored ocean zooming past your ears, just clipping the inion.
Fading in to slumber - WAKE UP
WAKE UP - They're on to you!
"Just make sure to drink water ever ten minutes . . ."
What time could it be now? How does it take ten colors to just get a sip? A sip of that dew?
I don't the Pacific Express really cared too much, either.
Dancing. Laughing. Singing.
Obviously more important things to gaze at . . .
Horses bridled against sand, erupting with each crashing wave. . .
Knowing ya'll laughed, as did we!
