There I was, on a recent Friday night, sitting cross-legged on the second floor of a very dark, very mysterious mansion. In the lotus position, I was chanting in Sanskrit, thinking—how the hell am I going to explain this one? My friends call my recent experience woo-woo. You’ve been forewarned. A little woo-woo coming your…
Author: candidkay
Experienced journalist, marketing exec and mother of two, I write about life as I know it. Sometimes happy, sometimes sad, sometimes hilarious. But always interesting.
