This is insane…
My hypnotist has hypnotized me only once, and when was that? September? October? It’s been at least over 4 months already, and every time I read anything he writes related to hypnosis, my vision gets blurry, the words and letters start melting into each other, and my eyelids begin to close, carried by that incredibly pleasant drowsy-trance feeling, as if my mind is desperately craving to be hypnotized again… Seriously, sometimes just reading two-three lines is enough — I don’t even have to finish the text.
And what surprises me the most (and for some reason irritates me) is that I was only hypnotized one single time, and yet that was enough to create what feels like a permanent bond with my hypnotist.











