everything i thought it could be and more

excruciating pain, mind-numbing pleasure and about fifteen POPS as bits of me where stretched in ways i didn’t know possible.

therapeutic thai massage. you need to go get one.

i’ll bet these folks could kill with their bare hands without even thinking about it. i was so relaxed i wouldn’t have cared. what an experience. i don’t know where to start. the incredible feeling of trusting a stranger with hands as strong as silk cables to contort my body at will? the sensual pleasure of lying in artificial twilight next to a babbling brook on a divan wreathed by some mysterious relaxing thai incense? my wobbly-relaxed legs and their near inability to function after?

maybe i should begin with how incredible it was to lie for an entire hour with no expectations: no wondering what’s going to happen next, what am i doing with my life and how does it make me feel. suspended in time and space while this tiny little woman manipulated every muscle in my body, sharing such close physical contact with another human in so indescribable a way, it was, dare i say, spiritual.

if you are a mother, if you survived the holidays, if you are perpetually sick and in hospital, if you hurt in any way, if traffic seems too busy and intrusive, if it’s monday, you need to have a thai massage. go.