Guest guest Posted March 30, 2009 Report Share Posted March 30, 2009 Friday night yoga class has a special place in my heart. When Haribhajan and I were courting, we went to a class almost every Friday night at Yoga West in Vancouver when it was on Alma Street. After class we would fold ourselves into the little red Honda civic I was driving at the time. Then, we would fight. I don’t mean tense words and lack of eye contact. I mean we would explode in conflict â€" shouting over each other, hands waving. It’s a miracle we never crashed.Read the rest Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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