"The gatekeepers must change." — Prince
I started seeing Scott about three weeks ago.
He of the 8 mismatching massage tables scattered about his space, and the odd office hours. He of the "Buy Bulk & Save" school of Healing, wherein for a set monthly, lump sum, you can journey to his domain up to five days a week - have him lay his sinewy hands upon you - and work his mysterious brand of magic.
It was a hip thing. It hurt. Like - a lot. And all the damn yoga-ing was not doin' it this time.
We started there - in the benign yet crotchety region of my hip - but quickly moved on to more esoteric turf.
So far, inside the context of journey back to health, we've discussed:::
So far I've just mostly been able to stick to the candle thing.