<div class="floatleft">(https://s20.postimg.cc/rj6wg4em5/33ed8afb4420030631c8381512630c07.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"></span></span><div align="center"><strong>Mackenzie<br/>B.K. - Blue Kitten</strong><br/></div></div><div class="floatright">(https://i.postimg.cc/3wz7kxpc/a45e46fbf7aee9fa8c015c0f2b459436-yoga-training-christy-mack.jpg)</div>~Note to self~  Going to yoga may be good for the body mind and spirit but wearing yoga pants out in public is like a magnet for eyes... never gives you a free pass to not look where you're going.  People really ought to look where they're going... My head was turned away from the bar as I called back down the mall like it was a huge effort...<strong><em>"...KISS... MY.. ASS"</em></strong><br/><br/>Ah, and the mind body spirit thing also excluded me from looking where I was going...I turned right back into a guy who must have been coming out of the bar... a full on surprise body press.  My eyes did the instant human judgjy thing, male, well groomed...must be his fault.<br/><br/><strong><em>"Fuck..why donchu look where you going huh?"</em></strong>I frowned and decided not to wait for an apology.