Unlike losing my virginity... I lost my innocence in the desert amongst 100,000 people, but in a sacred temple of sharing with one.
I lasted half a day of dance classes on the first day. The second day, I lasted less than 90 minutes. Not only did walking on gentle sand feel like sharp gravel between the skin of my soles and fascia, but the vision in my good eye was deteriorating into the kind of blur you’d need Coke-bottle ...