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- Before yoga they were talking about the weather. "It's been so nice," they said, "we've been so lucky." I haven't seen it - I haven't seen that - and I became weepy. Class started, tears came down my cheeks. I couldn't stop thinking the whole hour. If I were a lady with any sort of established foundation I could rail against that, I would have something to beat down. Instead I rail against the world and the Fates and that is a pointless, hopeless struggle. Oh I don't know. Is it all worth it? Is it? Maybe my imagination has ruined it all.
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