I listen to the random thoughts in my head, my mind, for lack of a better term about a lot of things. Thankfully whether or not I’m too full or tired to do yoga isn’t one of them. I had a great, centering practice tonight after my night at the ballgame. I’m only mildly schvitzing and feel relaxed and ready for bed….well…either that or a continued Ralph Fiennes-a-thon…I’m single after all and taking applications and referrals, but in the mean time it’s me and Netflix.