Kisses on the Playa
Although it will still be quite some time before I’m riding anything other than a funky art car, Burning Man has been very healing. I’ve had unending support from a *real* community. Even the police in NV are more supportive.
Yesterday I kissed a gorgeous Englishman in a pretty blue dress carrying a matching parasol. Yummy, indeed!
I also had a date with a handsome German I met at B.E.D., and at the end, I gave him a teeny, tiny kiss.
But that’s as far as it will go, at least for now. And that’s okay.
It’s a beautiful, sexy step.
I’m free. I’m happy. I’m home, and I’m safe in BRC.