Sweetie, your therapist says your Tuesday is now Friday
Shopping list: Small loaf bread. Half pint milk. Soup for one.
Scotch for one.
What a session! Dr.K believes that part of me is locked in unconscious competition with you, and envious of your masculine role. By the way, we need cucumbers, sausages, and a really big zucchini.
Scotch for two
Things to tell her. That I'm sorry. That I miss her. That all I want- all I ever wanted- for her to be happy.
At last- a breakthrough today with Dr.G. It all became crystal clear. My mother. My father. His mother. You. Your mother. I see our entire marriage in a new light! I must free myself from the past so we can truly have a future. This changes everything.
Hon: A Diet Coke exploded all over that note you left. Hope it wasn't important.Took Eugenia to brownies. Back soon.
We need milk.
Dearest- have gone down to the end of the driveway to get the paper. Back soon.
Honey, that therapist called back. He can see you Monday.