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My yoga class starts this weekend in Old Town. I don't care if I make a damn dime teaching this class, I'm so excited.





(Ok, maybe a couple dimes so someday I can teach yoga full time. That might be nice... So maybe someday my dreams will match up with my pay.)





But really, I love it so much, I love that people feel so good and whole and happy after. That is worth all the time and energy I put in.


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I have a happy little bump growing, just below my waistline. It pokes out and makes me wear comfy pants all the time. And what a nice treat, because that's all I really wanted to do all time anyhow.

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Even after all the murdering
Even after y'all suffering sow (seeds)
You know I love you so
You know I love you so and so
Even after all
All that you go on... sir
Is the order of the day
And all that you believe... sir
Is the order of this society
You know I love you so
You know I love you so and so
Even after all
Tis is my manner y'all
Man just feel satisfied
No competition, no competition at all
I just feel satta star
Them eyes are gorgeous girl
No demise
Uprise I got to raise it again
Them eyes are gorgeous
I must advance
I don't check for no superficial
It's got to be beneficial
These sonic fruits, these sonic fruits... sight
These sonic fruits
Got them moving around alright
Hyper play
Steppin' and rising
Even after all the murdering that go on
Even after all oh no your suffering sow (seeds)
You know I love you so
You know I love so and so
Even after all
You just survive soldier
And your soul is beautiful
And your soul is good

-Finley Quaye, "Even After All"