Tuesday, November 25, 2014

At Least Once A Week


“Right. Now, Veronica...”

“Valerie.”

“Yes, Valerie, sorry. You said you didn't want children...”

“I do want children!”

“Right, sorry. Mr and Mrs Henderson, I have to apologize, I'm not focusing well this morning, I'm having trouble sleeping and...”

“This is our third session with you and you just don't seem to listen. It's like you don't even care at all.”

“It's true. I don't care about marriage. Don't really care about anything. I'm so tired. The same old predictable patterns and routines, over and over and over. It's like I'm wasting my days waiting for something remarkable to happen.”

“Have you noticed where my husband is sitting?”

“Holy shit! No, just kidding, seen it before.”

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