My name is $#@^^*^- It’s been 9 months since my last massage.
well…. since I’ve given my last massage. Honey, I’m in Thailand right now – I can get a Thai massage here!
But that is not the point. The point is… I miss it.
I miss my table with the good head rest.
I miss the sheets, they were the best.
I miss my butter and my oil
I’m sad I’m gone, cuz now its spoiled.
I miss feeling the rotator cuff,
applying pressure that’s just enough.
I miss the energy and the flow
I miss massage I’m sure you know.
I do not miss the sleazy stares, the backs that have small bumps and hairs.
I do not miss the same lame joke, I do not miss the smell of smoke.
I do not miss the stinky sweat, I do not miss it, you can bet.
But overall I think I’d say
I really only miss the pay.