Naked at a Music Festival

It was day three of the music festival, and I had enough. Don’t get me wrong. I adore music festivals. They’re my safe space, my outlet and something I look forward to every single year.
But I was beat. I’d been worn down by a busy schedule in the months leading up to this festival, and my chronic pain condition was chipping away at my energy and general comfort. And this was a pretty low-key music festival, compared to some others I’d been to. But regardless, I wanted nothing more to go home and curl up with my dog on the couch.
Instead of packing up the car early and calling it a weekend, I chose to soldier on. There were a few bands and singers I desperately wanted to see, including Grimes, who was basically the main reason I was in Cincinnati to begin with.

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