Straight after my first real crisis (a huge burn out on a stupid med), I went back to my parents place for a while. They were kind enough to accept me in their house and I studied with a master of taichi named Philip Munn. Three months of it and mom paid for the ridiculously low fee.

I say I was having my first crisis so in fact, I would have have been 21. saint Bruno was not too alineating then and my parents I don't remember. but I lived with them. After a while, I went to California. I am forgetting about 4 years in between right now. Time is such a weird thing to recall when you are with it.