After a wonderful, wildly eventful stretch at AfrikaBurn, our hearts were full and our bodies a little dust-worn. It was time to slow down, exhale, and let the echoes of the burn settle into memory. So we gathered again. This time noot for dancing, but for something softer.

We dimmed the lights, stacked pillows, and built our favorite kind of reunion: a sprawling cuddle puddle. Everyone side by side. Soft, floaty, a little trippy. Not a set to move to, but a place to simply be.

Through it all, gentle radio crackles and static drifted in and out, small reminders of the fragile magic a burn brings.


Source by Phil & Jonas