i went to the naprapath. there's trouble in my body, but it could be worse as we like to say. i was surprised though how unhappy parts of me are, they're holding a grudge inside, and they're all enigmatically connected. i was stunned by the pain. i think if there was a talk therapy that incorporated naprapathy i might have cried on the massage table like a baby. maybe the neglect of the body is a kind of adult self swaddling. was i swaddled as a baby? i'm sure my body wants to find ease, release the pain and sadness. the trouble in my body probably starts in my mind, in the painful illusion of separation. if i can train my mind to do the exercises the naprapath says, surely my body will be happy(er).