Do you remember the young guy on the train who gave me a massage? We exchanged numbers and he called me last week and arranged to visit on the weekend. He will give me Chinese medical massage and BMW and I will help him to learn English. Yesterday I sat astride a chair in a state of bliss while he gave me the most thorough and expert massage I have ever had. The only one that compares is a Hawaiian Kahuna massage that saved my life when my lungs were full of fluid at a Folk Festival. This young man could feel every tiny misalignment of my bones and muscles and knew exactly what to do to ease the tension in the muscles holding the problem in place. He manipulated my shoulders, which other people have tried to do before. For some reason my shoulders can be very painful inside if someone tries to manipulate them but my new young friend knew exactly what to do to free them up without causing pain. On top of that he understands the acupuncture points and their effects so every press of his fingers had a purpose. I demonstrated my own skill, built up intuitively over years, and it surprised him. He affirmed my innate ability to give massage. That is what I sense in him too. He is more than a well trained Chinese doctor. BMW is not easily impressed by people but she thinks that Joseph has an excellent character and we both want to keep the friendship and encourage this good young man for a long time. There is a sad story there and perhaps one day I will write it. He was happy I told you about our meeting on the train.