i have a short break now from giving chair massages to nurses at the hospital. i was going to dash over to the lincoln museum gift shop and look around, but my feet protested loudly, so instead i’m just sitting. i get to see george winston give a short performance here in about 15 minutes. a free prelude to tonight’s show.
the massage chairs are set up in a big room filled with treats and nurse’s clothing. 20 feet away from me, they’re giving out free cake and ice cream. i know i’ve said it before, but it’s like a buffet of heroin for a heroin addict. i’ve resisted the chocolate cake thus far, even though it keeps yelling at me – GRACE! RIGHT OVER HERE! A FEW STEPS AWAY! not to mention the tantalizing whispers from the ice cream.
only two more hours of massaging/resisting. they’re playing music in the room – fast, fun music that makes me want to dance. i have to keep thinking MASSAGE SLOWLY AND DON’T DANCE AROUND. it’s fun to give massages to lively music for a change, but also challenging.
challenging, life is challenging. i’m ready for the SHEER FUN part of it. right now, please.
ok then,
grace always impatient plus further wound up from a large iced tea.