Me = Lash. A Chicago graffiti nickname I was given because of my love for Slash (a nickname I have never illegally used
but maybe once..ok twice.) Something that defines me in the default world - my brother and I are in the process of taking over our family owned business from my parents. All the negative energy surrounding us nags at me, but my brother and I love providing excellent customer service, top quality products, and most of all…unbeatable employment opportunity. It's really important to us to keep it all up so our employees don't have to go get some $hit jobs and be unhappy. So we brush away the negativity and we argue with our parents and we push for change, all amidst low odds for survival when passing down businesses to future generations. Moral of the story, if I am to keep up this momentum, I need something for myself! Not some lame music festival, not some basic vacation, but a whole new way of thinking that stems from all the questions I have about the universe. Somewhere to express my creativity and not feel judged. A whole new group of people to let go with; to learn and grow with.
I am fighting for my chance to be a virgin burner in 2016.. or hell, 2017!!! Because I have never been and each year around the end of July I start to get really restless. I don't look at the calendar, but I just FEEL IT. And I don't ever hear about Burning Man around my circle of friends or town I live in unless I start the conversation. Yet each day, each month, each year I feel the need to fill my soul with something new, something powerful...something opposite of all the mediocrity I witness daily. I've been saving money for a few years and keep registering where needed, keep trying to meet veteran burners, keep trying to find a BWB event to attend. $hit, I will try harder!! Not to say failure will stop me...but this year’s sale was disheartening after logging on at 11:45 and caming away with no luck. Again. I cried. I won't lie, I cried. Even writing this post brings tears to my eyes. Not because I am some little pussy ass bitch, but because I NEED to go to Black Rock City. I need to belong to a community of people like me. I need to practice radical self reliance. I NEED go soon because I NEED to feed the empty part of my soul!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
There you have it.
Me.
Nutshell blown to fucking shreds.
Love you all, hope to meet you soon <3
XO,
Lash
