I was inspecting really intently a bookshelf at our yoga school. So very focused, when dealing with books, not focused at all, when dealing with ashtanga.
Mrs Yogateacher (The Voracious Woman): Are you looking for something in particular?
Me (Awesome Lobster): I´m thinking of ordering this book and I hoped, that I could steal a look.
Mrs Yogateacher (The Voracious Woman): Why´d you even want it?!
Me (Awesome Lobster): Still trying to figure out ujjay breathing and bandhas and stuff.
Mrs Yogateacher (The Voracious Woman): Just do your practice, honey.
OH GO TO HELL!
Mrs Yogateacher (The Voracious Woman): And here I am, learning how to forget all about the bandhas. Funny, how life is.
Me (Awesome Lobster): WHY would you do THAT?!
Mrs Yogateacher (The Voracious Woman): But I´m pregnant! I thought everyone could tell it by now?!
Well, all I could tell was that you were just fatter than I.
GODDAMNIT !
I was waiting for my yoga class to start, when it suddenly hit me, that yoga and Trainspotting side-by-side are quite funny. So I took this photo.
I am not an optimist. I think. But when Renton heads to a new city, bag full of stolen money, i`m convinced that he is going to be just fine.
Hahahahaa.
Man is a heroine addict, who`s tried to get clean a thousand times, HE IS NOT GOING TO BE JUST FINE. GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER, GIRL !
Not true. He is going to be juuuust fineeee.