Tales of a Drifting Mind

I’m attending Burning Man in a few days. For the first time. Some might call it a holiday, I call it my trip to the refugee camp. Getting a way from the normal. The usual. The ordinary. It was not an easy decision to take for a no nonsense guy like me. On top of that: no wifi, no iPad, no working?! I’m sure my mind (and body) will protest heavily.

So why am I going through with this? The urge for the unknown I guess. And playing hide and seek. But most definitely: to reload my batteries in a way no vacation in Bali can do.