(Just because you can’t see something doesn’t mean it’s not there.)
I need a massage. I even have a gift certificate for a massage — 90 minutes! I cannot get to it until next week, but still: I am not sure how well I would do with one, and the place is a snooty place, and though I am sure that the masseuses are nice — I don’t know. I am making excuses for the reality, which is that I do not want to be touched, not really, especially not by a stranger.
September 22nd, 2005 at 11:26 pm
Oh. Please. Go. Because I’m so jealous just hearing about this …
September 22nd, 2005 at 11:49 pm
I won a massage in a raffle once. I was nervous about it too — in fact they told me most of the winners never show up — but I got up my nerve and went and it was *wonderful!* Getting a backrub from a friend is nothing like an hour-long massage from a professional. I don’t know how to describe it…. If massage were more affordable no one would bother with paltry little pleasures like heroin.
September 23rd, 2005 at 11:46 am
I will go eventually. I would like to, except maybe not quite yet.