I am astonished that I’m getting any work done at all. The excitement leading up to Burning Man is at a fevered pitch. It’s palpable, like the Playa dust has reached out and lightly dusted a layer onto our skulls, and we can think of nothing else. Mental lists are being made, people are packing, Things are getting Done.
I can only attribute my efficiency to the fact that nobody else here at work does what I do (or if they do, they don’t do it very well). This means that I have to train someone to do my job while I’m gone, and to make sure any loose ends are firmly tied up. I’ve had to mentally whip myself to do it. I can feel myself mentally straining against it, wanting to do other things, to daydream of being out in the desert with my friends.
And so, don’t expect many coherent updates, and probably when I get back I will be very incoherent (I’ve heard the place does something to your head, not necessarily all bad). There will, however, be pictures.
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