I almost just invited my mother to read my blog. The words were typed, the disclaimer added. This is a rated R site, I would say, not quite to NC-17 or anything.
Then I came to my senses. My mom may love me, but she doesn't get me. And that is just darn cool the way it is, I say.
Guess I'll just have to email her more often. (Yes, you read that right, I do not call my parents I occasionally email. It works.)
The History Of Yoga
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