And I'm out. It's time for my annual pilgrimage to my other home. The place where I can take a break from all my worries. The place where I can get away. The place where...
No. Not Cheers. I'm off to get covered in dust and dirt. To get abused by the fierce wind, hot sun, and cold nights.
Burning Man awaits me. I'll be back in about three weeks.
Excited doesn't begin to describe how I feel. As Mama Kitte put it, "I'm about to vibrate into a mass of whirling molecules."
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