September 29, 2016

I look back now and barely recognise the woman I was. That first night I whooshed into the yoga studio, talking fast, not enough air for my lungs, muscles clenched, brow furrowed, the whole of me wound so tight that if an inch of me unravelled I feared I would fly out...

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