Today I got my lymph nodes drained.
Not sure what that means?
Well, me either.
What I do know is that I paid a little Chin.ese dude 30 bucks to rub me down with oils for an hour and it was glorious. It was a wonderful step up from the 6 dollar poundings I usually get from the blind massage parlor.
While he was rubbing key pressure points in my belly, back, and appendages, I drifted into la-la-land. And you know what I saw there? ...
I saw men selling clothes on the street...
and was driven by a bicycle tuk tuk through bustling streets....
I saw camels...
and someone watching us from afar beneath a canopy of color...
I saw doors painted like peacocks...
and friendly, inquisitive people...
I saw people sitting outside temples...
and never-ending hills beneath a sheet of blue....
I saw color and life...
Goats and two weird boys ( :0 ) ...
I saw India.
And then I opened my eyes to see the little dude three inches from my face with his hands in a praying position. "Massage over, Miss," he said to me with a sweet smile that beckoned me away from dream land back to the real world.
My unspoken thought...."Can we do that again? I want to go back."
walk slow. xoxo.
1 comment:
mmm...I keep dreaming of Israel. I can't believe it really happenes. Dreams coming true still remain dreams sometimes :)
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