it’s very pleasant for me, yes. but the ~subculture creeps me the fuck out omg. I found out the name from one of those dumb tumblr did-you-kno posts (it referred to head-tingling, so I was curious enough to google it).
yep, yep, it gets weird fast, why would i want to pretend i’m having an EYE EXAM by someone who can only speak in WHISPERS
but then i just found the most poetic comment on an article about it, awww.
But I don’t think it’s all that accurate (or even helpful) to characterize this experience as a “condition” of any kind. It seems to me that far (far) too often we noun our verbs, turning what are actually quite visceral, living experiences into something that fits neatly in our brainbox, as if we could tame the wildness. Maybe doing is useful to a point, but need we diminish the delicious mystery of this phenomenon with such a dry and pointedly unpoetic epithet? I don’t get it.