[Seven]well then stop talking already bitch, somewhat righteously and with impeccable timing, and certainly above the preapproved decibel level, floated through my awareness of being here now.
when it was followed by no awareness of the other fifteen people gasping in horror, i was fairly sure i hadn't said it aloud, but my composure was ruined anyway, breath short and shallow. as she rang the bell to tell us we could stop being seated here in lotus position while thoughts of exotic vacation danced in and were snatched away from our minds, and could start preparing our awareness for her next directive, i muttered "'sits bones' my ass" with a snort and got up and left, which did cause some rustling.
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