Last night I told someone at a bar how I would never want to sleep in a tent at a big festival. I argued against the mud and the humanity. He countered with a story about sharing amazing moments with strangers. He spoke of community and family and kismet and demonstrated that my negative script was delusional, vain and self indulgent. The darkness only leads you down.

 

If I slept in a tent at a large festival I would probably love it. 

 

I set up this site basically to sell some stuff I found in storage after I moved away from San Francisco. I haven't set that part of it up yet because there's so much and I really have to go through it. More later....