I knew that Black Rock City had taken over my mindset when I went to return my trailer to U-Haul. The middle aged black man who was helping me with my return was so nice and friendly to me and for a second I forgot I was in the default world and I almost hugged him.
Hugs and snuggles are two things I miss that I got at Burning Man. There’s nothing quite as satisfying as laying down with a loved one and snuggling your way into a group nap.
And my Burning Man experience has also affected my driving. I’m kinder now. More giving. I might not be giving out hugs to fellow drivers but I’m certainly a gentler, sweeter driver because of Burning Man. Consider it a vehicular hug from my car to yours.
It’s a shame I can’t just walk up to someone in the Default World and ask for a snuggle or a hug. I mean, I COULD, but I’d get a lot of funny looks.
I’d like to go back to Burning Man and collect more hugs and snuggles to sustain me in the Default World.
So for all of you who know me at Burning Man, and for all of you who know me in the Default World, expect a lot more hugs and snuggles in the months to come.
I love you all.