The wind is whipping the snow in violent flurries
outside, where the car waits, red and immovable,
in the chaos of the freezing gusts.
Stagnance in the midst of change, it roars… 163 more words
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Confession….I skipped the headstand asana today in Ashtanga since my neck is really tight…didn’t sleep too well, don’t know why, but I figured why risk it? 541 more words