Burningman prep pt. 2
Checklists, mental and scrawled on scraps of paper, were consolidated and the items checked off. Boxes were shut, sealed, labeled, and stacked. Gradually, the floor of my living room was revealed. Then in the span of an hour, my apartment gained some semblance of order. I'm not done yet—there are things still to be collected, pipe to be cut, some final items to pick up. But for everything, there's now a place.
The time-lapse photography of my camp setup is playing out in my mind. Having so triumphantly packed, I'm now imagining gleefully tearing it apart. Items newly purchased and items bearing evidence of past camping trips will litter my tiny patch of playa, and gradually coalesce into our home for twelve days.
I'm almost there... Tomorrow, the truck packening begins. Hopefully we'll only have to do it once this year.