I feel wasted today. Completely knackered. I'm
blaming Philippa, but 'blaming' her in a good way - I think that massage last
night absolutely wiped me out, in the way that I think they are supposed to. I
feel as if every muscle in my back and shoulders have been removed and replaced
with a soft flannel. In a good way, if that makes sense. Anyway, I'd better get
on - I need to peel myself off my ultra-comfortable-today office chair and get
on with some work. But what I'd really like to do is go to sleep.
I would ask Philippa if we could do this more often, but I fear that if I made it
a nightly event I'd end up too relaxed to work at all, and possibly too relaxed
to even remember to breathe.
RC 17-11-23
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