this weekend i thought i would treat myself to a full body massage. its been awhile since i had one and i have been really stressed out lately (see "jerk-offs" post from friday, feb. 2nd).
well, for the most part, it was very good. relaxing, comforting, yabba dabba ding dong.
but a couple of times, i found myself wincing in pain and "sticking it out". my massage therapist had quite a mean grip despite her small "elf-ish" appearance. there were moments when she was working on my legs that i literally found myself gritting my teeth, telling myself to just hang in there, it'll be over soon. what?! over soon? normal massages you usually are praying never end.
should i have said something or was it me?
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