Went to a music festival last weekend. I manage to tent with tge organizers, know most of the musicians, stage, sound crew.
It just didn't feel like home to me. It ft sad. In day I danced all day and night. And often ended up in a few handsome men's arms, and beds. Relationships were forged.
The torenchle rains didn't help my disposition
Although I was set up in s comfortable tent, I couldn't stay warm.
I left early and found the long way home. One hundred miles of dirt road, strung with lakes , mountains, and glaciers.
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