Just had to make sure it was still there. Honest.
This time, however, it wasn't so tranquil: a storm was blowing in, providing some contrast to the stillness of my yoga. Wind whipped around me. Stray raindrops nipped at my concentration. Thunder boomed in the distance. "You've had too much serenity," the world seemed to be saying.
Stormy marsh-side yoga. Kinda fun.
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