Escape

I received a massage today.  I needed one.  However, I was also helping out a friend with internship hours.  I needed to escape from my own anxiety.  I do my best to keep it together.  On the table it's like every fiber of me just lets go.  I am so relaxed right now.  I've always struggled with my stress level.  I am still trying to learn how to control my anxiety or even how to react to my world around me.  I envy those who know how to let things just slide off them.  But for just a brief moment...massage does that.  I don't think...I just relax. It's my escape. It's an escape from even myself.