

I know, for a fact, that I could jump out of it at any moment and walk around feeling fine, but I just don’t want to. I start to feel myself slipping into a state of.something.

Damnit! Focus on YOUR happy place! Okay, I'm back feet in the snow while sipping a Piña Colada.ĭr. I wonder what other people’s happy places look like? I think to myself. There are also monkey-butlers and Cadbury eggs everywhere, obviously. I love the beach, but I love winter, so a snow-covered beach seems to make the most sense. I make a note in my head to tell her that my “happy place” is a beach in the Bahamas covered in snow. Next, she leads me into heavy breathing and tells me to find my happy place. Marsh tells me this stance boosts your levels of testosterone and, like the session she gave me, will make you feel like an overall more sexually-confident person. Marsh tells me to stand up and put my hands at my hips like Superman, which is appropriately dubbed the “Superman” pose (see above). “It’s close to being very involved in a hobby or a computer game. Marsh, helping to describe what I was about to experience. “It’s very close to meditation,” said Dr. The results were, very much, unexpected-but interesting nonetheless. For science, I suppose? For the chance to find a new way to get off? For the opportunity to reach Nirvana? Serenity now, and whatnot? Sure, all of the above. Okay, here’s the story: earlier this year, I met with an erotic hypnotist. Don’t miss the forest for the trees or whatever cliched saying is tattooed on your college bud's lower back.) (As I later found out, that’s the point-it’s about the journey, not the destination. work-up an erection? Achieve climax without an erection? Recite the lyrics to a Donna Lewis song? Who even IS Donna Lewis? I had no idea what I was supposed to be doing, or what I was to expect. It’s all I could think about as I lay in bed, eyes closed, trying to calm my nerves and. Am I about to live every man's dream, or am I going to end up a sexually-charged vegetable?
