Tickling, in its best form, is a total sensory experience. Obviously the tactile stimulation, but also the auditory, the olfactory, the visual.
I was treated to a candle lit dinner last night, and it made me think about how perfect that low, flickering light can be. The shadows it creates, the way your eyes focus on the things you can see.
I imagine myself bound to a table in a candle lit room. The tickler, whomever they may be, stands in one of the many shadows, remaining motionless, to the point where I almost forget where they lurk, watching me struggle.
If I choose to struggle, that is.
I was treated to a candle lit dinner last night, and it made me think about how perfect that low, flickering light can be. The shadows it creates, the way your eyes focus on the things you can see.
I imagine myself bound to a table in a candle lit room. The tickler, whomever they may be, stands in one of the many shadows, remaining motionless, to the point where I almost forget where they lurk, watching me struggle.
If I choose to struggle, that is.
