I love pressure. I thrive on pressure. And no I don’t mean the kind of pressure that comes from being busy and having deadlines and being stressed. No. I mean physical pressure. My ideal untimely demise would probably be being crushed to death by a giant anaconda because a.) it would be cool and b.) it would be pressure.
I love going to the dentist and having them take the x-ray of my teeth because they give you the lead apron to wear and it’s so heavy. I love that feeling. I love being squashed. Which I admit is weird. But whatever. I love it.
So when I tie my shoes I typically tie them really tight so my feet can be pressured. Why do you care? You don’t. I just felt like sharing.
2 comments:
I used to tie my shoes really tight but I don't anymore. But I do love really heavy blankets.
i do love that, and i thought of you today when i was getting my blood pressure taken. it totally qualifies.
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