Ok a little more about burning man!



I just got my ticket in the mail yesterday. It was so meant to be! I had applied for a low income ticket because I am in fact, a "low income participant." I found out about the process and applied on the last day the day the request forms were to be postmarked. My printer ran out of black ink, and I had to send in my letter printed in blue. There was no time for creativity, but I came up with a good enough story to earn a ticket! Here are some excerpts, not because they are terribly interesting, but because at some point I will read through this and realize how far I've come....

Why do you feel you need a low income ticket?


...This year I’ve racked up $7,000 in credit card debt paying for rent and food. It’s been the roughest year of my life, at a time when I thought I should finally have my shit together. It’s been ego-crushing, for sure. I’ve fought off depression and feelings of total worthlessness. Could my career have already failed at age 28?
In March, I decided I’d had enough of my pity party. I applied for nursing school, something I’d started then gave up on 5 years ago. I’ve just been accepted to Bellarmine University in Kentucky, and plan to head there in May, leaving my rad boyfriend of one year in Portland.

This month, I finally got a full-time position as an unlicensed caregiver (a.k.a. butt wiper) and plan to work until I leave for school. It looks like my schedule will allow for Burning Man this year, even if my budget won't. But I’m going, even if it means $280 more on my credit card. I couldn’t go last year— unemployed, down and out. Next year looks bad because I’ll be in Kentucky, deep into nursing school. This is my little taste of freedom that I just can’t pass up again. I’d really like to bring my boyfriend for a celebration of change, of the future, and to strengthen our bond before I leave for school.

Ok, that's it about that. My ticket was half price, and I feel SO lucky to have it! YEEESSSSSSSSSSSSS!

P.s., the pic is an idea I have for an outfit. I think I can make something similar out of scraps of fabric and fancy beauty things I already own. Sometimes it's fun to be creative and resourceful!

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