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So yesterday was pretty much the best day of my life.
The mandala was destroyed. I mean, that's the point, but it still broke my heart and made me the happiest person ever. It was weird to feel both such things at once, and letting go of that painstakingly beautiful made me realize that I can let go of anything, and all of my feelings about Albany went into that mandala. All of the good and the bad. I've let Albany go, and now I'm ready to leave. It's ok if I leave.
I have 49 pictures from the experience as a whole, but none of them do justice to how I felt actually participating.
The mandala was destroyed. I mean, that's the point, but it still broke my heart and made me the happiest person ever. It was weird to feel both such things at once, and letting go of that painstakingly beautiful made me realize that I can let go of anything, and all of my feelings about Albany went into that mandala. All of the good and the bad. I've let Albany go, and now I'm ready to leave. It's ok if I leave.
I have 49 pictures from the experience as a whole, but none of them do justice to how I felt actually participating.