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last night i found myself driving aimlessly around the north shore looking for… something. the overriding conscious desire was a location from which to photograph the oncoming stormy skies. the unconscious desire was to stay out of my apartment for as long as possible; until there was no choice but to return to sleep. last night i found myself driving aimlessly around the north shore looking for… something. the overriding conscious desire was a location from which to photograph the oncoming stormy skies. the unconscious desire was to stay out of my apartment for as long as possible; until there was no choice but to return to sleep. i …<\/span> Read More →<\/span><\/a><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2289","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-photos"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2289","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2289"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2289\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2289"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2289"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2289"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\ni found a new spot from which to watch the world.
\ni stood at the edge of the strait while the wind whipped the sea into a frenzy, crashing hugely against the rocks. i sat on a log in the dying twilight and laughed as i watched seagulls hover as they rode the big winds like true wind surfers. i smiled at the children hauling a six-foot long piece of driftwood to their makeshift shelter in the sand. i watched the middleaged man with buckets fishing, wondering what he catches there. i licked my lips and tasted the sea.
\njust when i thought it couldn’t get worse, i found a place which helped to heal my heart. there’s something magical about the ocean for me. the smell, the power, the ever-changing colours and shapes. sitting there alone, shivering yet not minding the cold, i found joy<\/a>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"