Look. I might be imagining it.
But when I walked back from the first 90 minute meditation of the retreat, I was PRETTY FUCKING CALM.
Like, a lot calmer than I was when I nervously walked towards the place that’s for sure.
I celebrated by dropping into a sake bar round the corner from the apartment. For a sake.
There were three dry sakes so they gave me a taste of all three.
This one I said.