Tuesday 23 August 2022

Eleventh hour announcement: No one is going to Burning Man.

It was an outside hope for me, a chance at a do-over, a logistical nightmare on the best day and an almost certainty for the crazy boy contingent here, led by the least crazy person I know (August) but somehow a pattern that has worked for a very long time. I think I've worked through my intense jealousy, now that I've been an almost died at it and I still wanted to go quite badly for whatever reason if maybe only to have a better time or not leave under medical duress, I guess. 

Instead I can be here under medical duress. 

We all have Covid. All of us. Every last one of us.

Ha.