FIRE!

Tonight I got set on fire. It was frightening to see, but the physical sensation was surprisingly gentle.

(Okay, technically I wasn't on fire, some alcohol on my skin was on fire. But it's awfully like being on fire, you know?)


I worry sometimes that this blog reads as a descent. That as I push through more boundaries and try more extreme things, I seem to be documenting a slide into debauchery. But it's not. It's more like a coming of age. My skin was on fire and my friends were holding my hands and we were all laughing.