While at Burning Man I became obsessed with all things nasal.
Blowing my nose was an ordeal.
And of course I had to look at the contents of the Kleenex post blow because… ewww. They were simply AWFUL!
It also seemed like no matter how much I blew my noise, I could grab another tissue,, blow and still get a handful of brown boogers.
I’m telling you this to let you know that if you too come to Burning Man, you can expect a similar obsession with the contents of your nose.
Big, nasty, playa boogers.
Never has picking my nose been so satisfying.
* And you thought I wasn’t going to go there…