By Brant Hylinski
Awaken to alluring azures. Boisterous breath begins billowing. Collecting cold, crisp, cavernous air. Do I depart from the duvet? Eerily, I emerge. Fortunate for forward fold flexibility. Gratitude grounds me to the geosphere. Harmonious happiness of headstand. Immaculate indigos infiltrate the interior. Jostling justifiable jubilance. Kinesthetic karma. Lovely.
