Hugs needed

I’m missing my Burning Man community something fierce.

I’ve managed to keep in touch with some people, like Nadine and Tejas, but overall I’m missing the camaraderie of the larger burner community.

There used to be get togethers every week, it felt like.

Now, we’re all sheltering in place in our own personal spaces, missing one another.

I for one can’t wait until the Shelter in Place order is lifted and small group gatherings are permitted.

More than anything, I DREAM about having a weekend campout, perhaps at a certain nudist resort in the Santa Cruz Mountains, with my friends.

I have costumes to test out, after all.

And I have free hugs to give (and receive).

Plus, there’s naked swimming and naked pool volleyball to be had.

I can just picture myself lounging in the hot tub, tasty beverage in hand, laughing with friends.

I suppose this is all just a way to say I miss everyone I used to see regularly at Burner events and I can’t wait to share hugs and affection with them when we do gather together again.

It’s hard to believe we won’t be at Burning Man together in 11 weeks.

Normally, I’d be in the throes of preparation for my trip but instead I’m just reorganizing supplies and dreaming of TTITD.

Hugs needed.

I’m lonely.

Hug Therapy

michelleIt’s been a rough three weeks for me.

First, I got the flu on the eve of my trip to Florida to meet The Swede and I had to cancel.

All that vacation prep down the tube:  nails, pedicure, body scrub, spray tan, hair.

I felt very sorry for myself, I’ll have you know.

But just as well since I have a busted pussy that I’m not allowed to use.

Speaking of the busted pussy, it’s screaming at me right now from the biopsy.

To be honest, it burns something fierce and I’m really irritated that I have to deal with the painful aftermath of the biopsy while trying to focus on work.

Someone should bring me cake, just to cheer me up and remind me that my busted pussy is only temporary.

At least, that’s my hope.

Results next week.

Until then I’ll just have to keep living this celibate lifestyle, hoping and praying that everything turns out normal.

And I’m not one to complain but it sucked to go to unSCruz for five days and not be able to flirt AT ALL.

I love flirting.

Breathe.

Flirt.

Breathe.

Flirt.

Fortunately, I was able to hug A LOT of people.

Hugs are the exact therapy I need to treat all my worries.

Send virtual hugs, please.

I’m in need of some.

Burning Man 2015 Flashback: ISO Hugs and Snuggles

MichelleI 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.

ISO Hugs and Snuggles

MichelleI 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.