We Love You, Freaky Weirdos
This article was originally published on the Lucidity Festivals blog
Beyond the party, after the substances lose their mystery, once our friends have disappeared into the aether of “see-you-at-the-next-one,” we finally arrive home. We put on some downtempo beats, step into that long, delicious post-festival shower, and eventually find our reflection, staring strangely back at us in the mirror.
The wristband, the speck of glitter, the costume piece we just don’t want to take off, they’re the subtle reminders of the freak flag flying inside of us. Our return to normal, the “decompression,” after a festival, is a stark and sometimes painful reminder that there are facets to our personalities longing to be openly expressed and accepted.
In 2011, I had to drive off site to pick up some thousand feet of extension cables for The Do Lab. I decided to keep my little pink pig ears on as I walked into the Home Depot. They fit so perfectly, the headband disappearing into my shaggy, wild hair. Upon asking the way to the bathroom, an employee pointed in the direction… And then turned to me with a smile and said, “Do you want to race there?”
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