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I arrive back at the Reno airport, in which I spent 16 hours the week
before, and I think to myself, "At last, I am home."
I spend an hour in the airport with a nail file, removing the dirt from
beneath my finger nails. Two planes ago I stole a blanket. In the last
airport I went into the bathroom, wrapped it around my shoulders, and stuck
my head under the faucet to try to wash some of the dirt out of my hair. It
didn't really work. My hair is wet and feels very oily.
It felt so liberating to be naked in a sea of nakedness.
After a week without sugar or chocolate, the first sweet thing I eat
gives me a sore in my mouth and a giant zit.
It's 2am and I'm rounding the bend to the playa at last. I crest the
hill and the horizon is filled with tiny lights. "My word", I thought. "It's
so huge... much larger than I expected."
I get out of the car and look up at the heavents. The stars, my God, the
stars. There are so many of them and the sky is so clear... I can make out
other galaxies, nebulas.
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