whatever is rattling around my brain that makes it out my fingers. may contain bad poetry, decent photographs (all mine unless otherwise noted, and therefore copyrighted), yoga rants, and general silliness.
i do not need to pretend that i am anyone other than myself. i do not need to feel insecure about my perceptions. the self-cultivation that i undertake is to perfect who i am, not to become someone other than who i am. --365 tao, day 297