30 days of yoga: Day 21 - key to the door

Day 21 of my 30 day challenge and I thought it would be hilarious to keep telling everyone that today was my 21st in the hope that they'd think it was my birthday, which would then result in everyone telling me how young and adorable I appear before they scampered off to buy me presents.

I did not expect, nor want, laughter. People can be bastards. What is that whole 'key in the door' thing about, anyway? It drove me nutty on my actual 21st.

So anyway, I'm down to single digits now. Hurrah!

I dreamt about yoga last night. In my dream I'd finished my 30 day challenge, and as a result gained the power of flight. After experimenting with tentative hovering around the house, I set off on a tour of all my familiar West London haunts in order to bid farewell to my nearest and dearest before departing for a new life on the moon.

I was expecting excessive pooing as a result of all this yoga, not something akin to a bad acid trip.