See You Next Christmas

When I first met you last August on a bike outing, I quite liked you.  We had important similarities and you were pleasant and handsome.  I started going to the milongas where you went and texting you occasionally. I flirted with you for several weeks, you seemed to enjoy that for the most part and flirted back – maybe, but didn’t exactly take it anywhere, so I gave up. Continue reading “See You Next Christmas”

Playing Dead

One of the many aspirations I had going into the yoga teacher training was to find out what it is that the yoga teachers don’t tell us in public classes.  I am learning a lot of that.  Here is one example. Continue reading “Playing Dead”