I’d been spending my early Sunday morning exploring older entries:
And I shouldn’t forget the night I thought I was having a heart attack, and at the emergency room I found out I wasn’t, but the man next to me was!
As I am writing now about past journal entries, I chanced upon an entry that looked back on prior entries, now a sort of chain has begun.
And all this brings me back to an epiphany in a small bookstore.
And I am reminded to check other people’s journeys on the path of yoga.