McQueen

My mind can't comprehend the death of a legend, my hero Alexander Mcqueen, but my body knows... I keep breaking down, and it's a strange sensation that of heaving and crying with a complete absence of thought.

Anyway, my emotional state should make for quite the upside down practice today. The pressure of blood ceases the crying, because it would be too easy to gush under weight. After stretching in an inverted V for a long time, bouncing and breathing, I feel a bit better. The time during is a feeling time, the time after is a thinking time, and I have a lot to think about.