That the masseuse kept telling me to loosen up and relax and I kept doing just that but she didn't think I was doing it right sent her spiraling into a verbal tirade about how difficult it's going to be to fix my neck and the knots on my shoulders if I keep up this odd refusal to relax!
I mean what even.
I'm relaxing I'm relaxing is what I kept telling her and he's like Noo, loosen up, come on open your shoulder, just become like you have no bones, become empty, exhale deep, forget yourself.
I'm like I'm empty seriously I'm empty and she's like no you're not doing it. Come on. Stop thinking, stop running in your head. Make it blank, make it white.
I'm like it's white it's blank and she kept rubbing my neck and back while doing some odd technique of shooting milliamperes of tiny current all over my body and massaging me with the intensity of a masseuse scorned by an unrelaxed customer.
You have to learn to relax, she finally told me. You have to learn to let go. She quipped when I tensed up under a pinched nerve.
Great! Got a philosophical lesson during massage. Now I need some anthropology classes during my acupuncture appointment next.
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