When August rolls around, I seriously get twitchy thinking
about all the burners heading to Black Rock City. I know that someday I will be back. I WANT to go back. I DREAM of going back. It’s just not possible yet. I’m a second year burner who hasn’t made that
second year yet. One of the most
transformative events in my life sticks to my brain and makes me dream of doing
it again; of experiencing the feeling of freedom and love again – the one you
just don’t feel in the real world.
I’m sure there are people who jack up their burn, maybe even
jack it up for others, but the MAJORITY of them are there for the same
reason. To groove on the total amazing
collective FREEDOM. THAT IS WHO I WANT
TO BE. I want to say that is who I am,
but the truth is it is who I want to be.
So I tell the truth.
Oh August, you bring me such pain and such hope and such
longing for the playa.
LONGING.
to burn.
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