I am currently writing this on a dying iPhone in a car full of what I can only describe as smelly hippies (love you guys!).
It’s been three days full of amazing performances in the sweltering heat with 35,000 inebriated youngins.
If you’ve ever been to a music festival you know there are two main modes you are constantly fluctuating between: thirsty and need to pee.
My act of kindness this weekend was the noblest of acts. During a particularly long line for the porta potty (#dryheave), I let the girl behind me (whose bladder was about to burst) go ahead of me. Super simple? Perhaps. Appreciated? She sure did!
And with that, I am squeezing in right before the midnight mark.