We're working on a short (1-2 min) film for the Dream365 visitcalifornia.com campaign, hosted by PopTent.

 It's a perfect match for us. We'll be exploring the Central Coast region - Morro Bay & Pismo, to highlight the timelessness of exploration that has never dissolved from California culture. We'll be featuring a new actress (hooray, not me this time!) who, though she has no dialogue, will assist in telling our story effectively. We hope to get some locals involved, as well. I will be writing a short song to accompany the video. Very excited to integrate these things once again!

Time to put on our camera faces and get to work. I love this feeling. So does Brendan:


I am too many ideas, and I can't sit still long enough to see them collected wholly before me.

I think I'm meant to be nomadic. The profundity of change and growth drives me; emerging fresh from instances of stress and fear that have compressed into themselves over time - until the pressure caused an emotional explosion - is what inspires me. Like long waves, these cycles last months and sometimes years, until a point is reached when nothing new can be learned both pragmatically and emotionally. The environment becomes stale. The parameters have produced most configurations of obstacles and conflicts. You saved that money. You dealt with the broken appliances. You said hello and goodbye to friends. You've stabilized obscure or painful memories. You ran that long race. You spoke to that person you were dreading. You've done all the growth you can in the current state.

And then I feel discontent with restless-leg syndrome spreading from the calves into all of my body's nerves. Sitting, standing, running, but still waiting in metaxy until the break of the wave comes for me, or I induce it out of impatience. I will force the change to grow more. Tiny water drops will spray across the landscape as the wave crashes, decorating the path to the next.

Dew drop breakfast



I had never run further than 15, so I decided to run 20. I ended up running 21 due to a navigation error.


This is the map. I ran from Vallejo's Farmers Market back to the BART station in Pleasant Hill:











I finished in 3:30, with a lot of stops to drink water, check my map, and take some sweaty elegant Instagram videos:

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