This is Why You Can’t Meditate

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I was sitting in a shala (a yoga studio, in Sanskrit, means home), sweating my ass off on the meditation cushion under the moisty heat of a southern Thai island when my mind went “wtf am I doing here?”.

There was no AC, no fan. Just a bunch of mosquitoes buzzing around my ears and a screaming temptation to run straight to the beach.