All I want is a backrub...

How odd it is that the only thing I want is a backrub. I would give almost anything for a nice backrub. I think it would relieve the stress I am carrying in my shoulders. But I think it is also that I miss being touched. I never realized how much I had grown accustomed to being touched all the time. I used to jump any time someone startled me ar touched me. Now I miss it. I know this may sound odd or sexual in some way but it really isn't. I have simply discovered that I miss being hugged...