No, NOT pine needles. The little needles they use for acupuncture.
I love them. Today, my knee and my neck feel better thanks to little needles placed in odd spots. Two little needles on a finger in my right hand and my left knee is better. One not so little needle in my right hand and my neck loosens up. It is fantastic.
Furthermore, I dreamt of a Slurpee dispenser in the ceiling. I’d found the cups and had finally found the dispenser (in the ceiling). Perplexed, I was happy to be gently reminded that I was in a recliner with needles protruding from several points on my body. It saved me from determining if I would be able to catch the flow of Slurpee originating from several feet high into a 16 oz cup.
Several hours later, 3 sewn napkins later, several cookies later, Rachmaninov later, a entire day to myself later, a late evening walk to Wallingford with Jazz (leaving cell phone behind) later, I am without agita.
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