Tuesday, May 10, 2011

a minute of perfection was worth the effort. a moment was the most you could ever expect from perfection. choke.

I woke up at 3 am to a sweetly familiar dark home. Electricity was off, and for the first time I could remember, I wasn't choking from the heat.  We typically visit the country in the summer, when the ominous heat is inescapable. Within moments, the roosters began in song as I slowly faded back into darkness. This may seem trivial, yet it may have been one of the most beautiful moments of my trip.
Try falling asleep in a Bikram Yoga class, then you may understand the beauty of this post a little bit more.

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