Sex. Drugs. Burning Man.

Enjoy..

******

I rushed through the flap of the large tent with my two best friends in the world. We were happy as fuck.

Outside, all around us, explosive colors and nighttime musical dreamscapes filled the sky and the air and the bloodstream.

We were fully into our second night at Burning Man, my first time, though the fourth for my best friends.

We were rolling on high-grade ecstasy and we couldn't stop laughing and dancing and just generally grabbing at each other playfully like we were kids again. It was wild and as gooey-good as the inside of a Cinnabon.

We'd left the giant dome...