RoCkInG The Boat!

		Friday, March 28, 2008
		Down So Far, It Feels Like Up Ever been in so much pain that you didn't even know to call it that? Pain that you just get so used to carrying around that it begins to feel normal after a while? I went to an invitation addressing meet-up for the approaching theatre birthday party tonight, at the end of which, our Production Manager decided I needed a bit of back massage after the several weeks of pressure I've been under with "the project" (and if anyone should know the signs of latent stress-related debilitation, she would be the one.) So, face-down on the Swedish-finish hardwood floor I went, upon which she began attacking pressure-points in my back with the accuracy of a laser-guided missile. I find no shame in admitting it was all quite painful - in the way that the sudden release of pent-up stress can be - and had to literally remind myself to continue to breath through it. The torture only lasted a few minutes, five, maybe seven, but at the end the sheer release of a significant amount of accumulated muscular tension left me a literal wreck; I was barely able to pick myself up off the floor, and nearly had to crawl to the relative upright sanctuary of a sofa. Then, just standing seemed an effort, as though the gravitational pull in the room had suddenly gone from 1 G to maybe 3 or 4. The nine block walk home was accomplished in a sort of endorphin-saturated daze; the noticeable absence of pain, delineated by the difference between what you've been used to feeling like, coupled with the sudden change into a completely different state of feeling, can feel like a kind of pain itself. And while I deeply appreciate the partial release, the downside of course, is that I am now very aware of how much more of it is still clenched in there, waiting to curl itself into yet another rope ladder of tightly compacted knots running up-and-down my spine. I think I may be in need of some serious Rolfing. Labels: Annex, Stress Posted byCOMTE on 10:00 PM

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