After My Three Hour Hypno-Therapy Class
I step outside the building, into a cold wind. As I stop to do up the buttons of my coat before heading for the metro, I fill out my lungs and let out a long contented sigh. Despite the weather I’m feeling feel great. The class always relaxes me and puts me in a good place. I’ve been going to the class every week for six months, and I think it’s changed my life. Everyone tells me I’m much less stressed than I used to be. I feel I’m more in touch with my body, and living more in the present moment. It’s a three hour class but the time flies by, and Monika, the teacher, is brilliant. Everyone in the group likes her, and she has a soft resonant voice I could listen to for hours… So then I walk down the street and a few minutes later, as I head across the bridge, I hear a voice behind me. ‘Excuse me!’ I turn and it’s the new guy who joined the class a month before. I stop and wait for him to catch up. ‘Can I have...