As an annual working festival attendee, I applaud your brilliant and eloquent phrasing.Just another faded festival goer looming up out of the time fog, only to interact for a few minutes, and then swiftly ebb back into the constantly swirling current of humanity, never to be seen again. So it goes.
a guy on the street wished me a happy IPSD
I love camping.out in the woods with some hot coffee and a pipe
That's how I wake up every morning