The cuddle puddle I intended to participate in at Burning Man did not materialize for me.
On the one hand, I was disappointed that I didn’t get to do it.
On the other hand, I was a little relieved seeing as how I might have been in over my head.
I did however, get into a cuddle puddle of my own making.
We were coming back from watching a burn on the playa and I was snuggling with Dante up on the back of the art car we were on.
He suggested we go below to the bed of the truck to lie down and snuggle.
So we climbed down to the lower level and discovered another camp mate was already there.
Dante lay down and made room for me.
“I want to be monkey in the middle,” I said and I POUNCED into the bed of the truck between the two men.
What followed was a warm and dreamy half-sleep filled with hot bodies, faux fur jackets, and tangled legs.
I really enjoyed myself.
No, it wasn’t the naked cuddle puddle of my dreams but it was warm and sweet and so much fun, especially in a semi conscious state after having watched a burn on the playa.
It was really quite lovely!