Had my first professional massage in a long time, and I wonder if it’s the first since I had my year of medical stuff. Quite possibly!
It brought to mind again Seneca’s thoughts on how the veteran soldier knows how to surrender their body to the surgeon when needed, sending their mind somewhere else, and coming to re-inhabit their carcass when it’s ready.
I thought of this parable a lot, every time my bed was wheeled out of the prep room. It was nice to have a much more pleasant reason today.
