Rolling my mat out on the hardwood floor
Perfectly adjusting to leave space on each side
Peering around to see who is here
Deciding if I should leave my socks on or not
The instructor is barefoot and in black pants
She seems calm
The smell of essential oils is coming from somewhere
The lights are dim
I’ve heard this song before . . . I think
I want to remember to look it up later
Are we going to start on time? Where is my watch?
Is it too warm for a sweatshirt?
The room is crowded and the space between our mats is getting thinner
She tells us to sit in a comfortable position and close our eyes
Breath in slowly and breath out
We start to flow
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Anonymous
