The jackhammer in my head is a product of yoga before caffeine;
Lying on a mat I felt the pain.
Downward dog, the blood flows to my brain, still the pounding continues.
I scan my body and realize I’m tense all over;
Isn’t that the point of yoga?
I wasn’t concentrating enough on my breath.
In through the nose and out through the nose;
I breathe through it.
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