I am glad to be going because I miss Brent terribly. At the same time, I’m nervous. Sleep has not been my friend lately, so I’m tired and driving all day is not the most soothing of activities. Plus, last time I went to Burning Man, I ended up in the med tent with an IV pumping fluid into my dehydrated body. I believe I have learned my lesson: drink water and then drink more water and then even more, but.
When I get there, though, there will be friends. There will be art and dirt and my bike.
Mostly, there will be Brent and I will be happy.