The legendary 'Missed Connections' section on Craigslist is often an incredible mixture of absurdity, heartfelt longing, and wistfulness. And this is doubly true of those from Buring Man, the yearly festival in the middle of the desert whose very nature invites an intense nostalgia that keeps people coming back year after year.
And the missed connections this year do not disappoint. There are people who were given a piece of someone's hair, only to be left in the desert dust alone, and those who had an amazing connection until someone said something about vaping in a van and their potential lover left.
"You were crying under a crocodile..."
Read on for this year's amazing Burning Man missed connections:
Note: If you've never read a "Missed Connections" post before, Craigslist users often use tags like 'm4w' (man looking for woman') to alert people to their own gender and the gender of the person they're looking for. Please also note some of the listings contain obscenities.
'Burning man - m4w'
'Twelve from Burning Man - w4m'
"I know this is a total longshot but we hung out Friday night after meeting at a camp "bar" A huge group of guys followed me around the playa calling me Queen until it was late and just the three of us. I named you Twelve. I guess I passed out and woke up confused then ran away. I wish I had stayed and spent the rest of the burn with you.
I wish I could remember where you were from. Hopefully that wasn't the last time I will see you.
Also if you are Twelve give me some background details so I know it's really you."
'Crying under a crocodile at burning man. Mark, aka Fruit Salad , - w4m'
"You were crying under a crocodile. I was with a couple friends who noticed. You had a purple (was it blue?) faux-hawk. We descended upon you and embraced and comforted you. We ended up back at your camp in a delirious state of sleep deprivation and substance come-down. You made us bacon and eggs and we lay down for a nap that became a bit of a sticky triangle. My friend, being the more agressive of the two of us, rose to claim you. But I felt our connection (perhaps it was only in my head?). When we parted you had invited us both back (seperately) and I told you I couldn't come back without telling my friend. But I felt desperate to find you again. As we rode off, I told my friend that I really wanted to go back to see you. She pointed out that she saw you first (that she had actually met you at a festival previously) and that meant she had dibs. (I don't believe in dibs, I believe in fate and cosmic convergence). She then lectured me about not letting dudes get between our friendship and that there were plenty of men on the playa. True, but the fact was, whatever happened in our brief interaction affected me. It was the most magnetic connection I had experienced on the playa. I try to make this make sense to her but she insisted I let it go. So, as the honest and true friend I am, I let you go. But I thought about you and hoped for a serendipitous meeting on the playa.
Two days later, when I saw my friend again, I asked her if she had gone back to see you. She said she had, and sort of passed it off like it was no big deal. Then she very casually said, you can go see him if you want, I don't care. WTF!
I had to find you. I went back to your neighborhood but couldn't remember exactly where. (8:45 and g-h?). I rode up and down your streets searching. I did this everyday. Still, I could not find you. Must not have been meant to be. Also, I know how it is out there. When we met, that was all the feelings and connections of that moment, and the moment changes along with those emotions. I'm accepting of this.
And I just wanted to tell you I'm still thinking of you. You somehow impacted me.
Are you out there? I remember you saying you lived in Oakland. I remember your playa name being fruit salad. I remember your hands, and all your bracelets, I remember your brown eyes, with their tears and their intensity. These are the only details I can recall to help me find you.
Perhaps you'll see this. Perhaps an aquaintence will. If not, this is my closure. At least I tried. Farewell my beautiful connection."
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