

Pune, India
yesterday, i spent and hour or more on a journal entry. filled with stories of my rickshaw walla, my family here, and yoga. yet, the power went of randomly and i lost it. all of it. so here's an email zach sent to his friends and maybe i'll write one a little later this week if i have time:
Weddings have always confused me. As a young'n, no more than knee-high
to a grasshopper, I attended my first one. I remember being confused
about why the pries...