You never know what a simple “yes” can transform into. As the dust clouded around the soles of my Timberland boots for the first time in 2017, I had no clue that my life — and my impact on the world — was about to completely change. I entered the gates of Burning Man, the annual week-long community and art festival of around 75,000 people held in Black Rock City, a temporary city in the middle of the desert of northwestern Nevada, as an insecure young woman who didn’t quite know where she fit.