Music Festivals in Your Thirties

A drunk couple wearing parody Dr. Seuss jerseys that read “Turnt 1” and “Turnt 2” mark the second and third times I see someone vomiting.

Twenty-year-old me thinks, “Power couple.”

Thirty-year-old me thinks, “I can’t even appreciate the irony of their shirts because I’m too worried that there aren’t enough medical tents here.”

Read more of Farley Katz’s thirty-year-old missives from Governor’s Ball on newyorker.com.