Aug 30, 2019
open to: everyone location: factory bedroom time: 10:45 AM, saturday
cross-legged, airpods nestled into her ears, eyes closed, and head pounding with a raging hangover from the night before, frankie sat on a yoga mat and tried her best to focus on her breathing as the meditation instructor spoke through her headphones. after about four minutes of the inability to clear her mind — she finally let out a sigh all but ripped the airpods out of her ears and opened her eyes. “okay, nothing is going to cure this hangover. i give up.”