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Oh, and the oils—lavender, ylang-ylang, smells like heaven, or maybe a strip club, ha! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but when them fingers dig in, it’s like—BOOM—every knot’s screamin’ hallelujah! Sometimes I’m thinkin’, “This chick’s a wizard or what?” Total game-changer, beats watchin’ paint dry—or even "Boyhood"’s long-ass runtime, heh.

Halfway up, I slip. I’m dangling there, and I’m thinking, “This is how I die. Stuck in a tree, trying to save a cat.” But I manage to grab a branch and pull myself up. Finally, I reach the cat, and it just looks at me like, “What’s the fuss?” I grab it, and it’s all purring and stuff.