The Fart that Woke Me Up
I was so grateful when the guy next to me farted. Up until then I’d been going along with the yoga class, doing pretty well for a 51-year old with advanced degenerative arthritis, thank you very much. My body was cooperating, getting into various asanas—side angle, reverse warrior, even side plank, which I really hate. But my head, oh, the crap that was going on in there… First I was made to wait in line to get checked into the class, held up by two outsiders—visitors to the
