Magic Hands | May 2008 | Copyright 2008
05/04/2008
I have a little problem. It started innocently enough, all those years ago. It was just one Swedish massage. A half-hour in length. Which was fine. For awhile. Until I found myself wanting more. I upped the time to an hour. Soon, Swedish massage just wasn’t cutting it. I tried Sports Massage. Shiatsu. Physiotherapy.
My addiction reached new heights last year when I discovered the grand-daddy of all massages: Thai massage. The perfect combination of pressure and stretching with just enough pain thrown in to remind you you’re alive.
I fear I may have finally hit bottom last week with the one-and-a-half-hour Thai massage. It’s no problem though. I can quit anytime I want, man.
Sharing is Caring:
