I found myself bleary-eyed and bundled up waiting in a line winding behind a building at 4:30am. This time, however, I wasn't waiting for a spot in the Shala. Instead, I was there to battle hundreds of other bargain hunters with dreams of $300 laptops dancing in their heads. The doors opened at 5am, and complete chaos ensued in a very real way.
I didn't get a computer.
I'm still digesting my holiday meal. I'm not sure if it was the stress, missing yoga for two days, or the amount of cheese this poor complete-vegan-until-recently endured. I think that I am ready to admit that I do not particularly enjoy the holidays all the time. I think this is growing up.
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