There was a girl standing in front of me at the toilets and she had 2 pigtails. But there were a couple hairs from the one pigtail stuck in the other, to make a sort of bridge. And i couldn’t figure out which pigtail the hairs originally stemmed from, and it reminded me of the chicken and the egg,
and then it hit me that if i can get close to god on a music festival, maybe happiness too can someday feel divine.
