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I don’t know why April insisted I come tonight. I can barely breathe, this meeting is so overcrowded. Too many bodies stuffed into a ground-floor conference room, but, because of the weather, no one wants to open a window.
I should’ve gone to yoga. I can always breathe in yoga.
Jenny, the teacher Kama hired to replace Rhonda, is teaching a one and a half hour restorative class tonight. Most of Serenity’s other classes are only an hour long, and I crave those extra thirty minutes like I used to crave cocaine.
Still, sobriety first. Besides, I like speaker meetings. They offer a chance to delve more deeply into someone’s story than a typical three-minute share. Plus, it’s helpful to hear about another person’s evolution. It makes me believe positive transformation might be possible fo
