One Time on a Rooftop in Haiti
One time, many moons ago, amidst falling out of love with a man, I fell in love with something else; yoga. It was the kind of experience in which you’d be good to compare your heart, to a raw piece of filet. The rawest, most vulnerable, pulsing piece of you; being seared by a flame […]
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