post-traumatic yoga

Ah, more decadence. I not only get to take showers in the morning now, but I also got to do yoga in the middle of the day. I had a tough econ exam today and wasn't ready to jump into studying for my quant exam, so I took my yoga mat out of my locker and went to the front(?) of the K school building. I always walk into the doors by the street, so I forget that the school is on a stunning location in front of the Charles River. I found a nice patch of grass and practiced for almost 90 minutes. It was a divin way to unwind after an exam. The weather was perfect, and I felt great. When I was walking back inside with my mat I ran into Tv - the guy from the Israeli military. He asked me about my yoga mat. Yet another surprise from him - his mother teaches yoga and has been teaching since the 70's. He explained all of this with such calm and awe for his mother. Meanwhile, Lebanon is getting attacked and my existence feels surreal.