Said by Amy, as she fell backwards out of a headstand, "My legs just went out from over me."
Watching another student having trouble with the same pose, this thought popped into my brain, for no apparent reason, "Wherever I hang my head, that's home."
Ah, we yogis are so deep...
On the turntable, Spoon, "Gimme Fiction"
On the nighttable, Anais Nin, "Delta of Venus
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