I’m going a little bit crazy. An ache for adventure is bouncing around inside of me like the prana life force that’s explained to us in yoga. But I’m at work, and I must sit, be still. I’m excited, I’m nervous and I’m impatient. I want to jump ahead, be in the moment I am excited for, not sat here imagining it. But it will come, and I will look back on these moments in fondness. So I sit, and I learn patience.. very slowly, for it’s not something I imagine can be learnt in haste.