Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness.
~ Mark Twain
There weren't very many people practicing in the shala this morning, but there were plenty of mosquitoes. I was being eaten alive. Somehow, I managed. Besides that, the energy felt calm, cool and serene. Quiet. Still. I rather liked it.
Instead of going out with a bang...I'll be going out with barely a whisper.