The open session had ended, and people were drifting around, mingling as we always do. Sasha and I were deep in conversation when he stopped. His expression turned serious, somber, maybe even painfully silent. He looked at me. I expected the worst.
‘If these are the open sessions, that means there are closed sessions. I want to go to those’, Sasha said.
And he did join after a while!
You’re sure to have a ton of such delightful stories with Sasha, if you ever see him in our open sessions.
