Oh no!

I always used to hear T laughing with the clients in ahead of me (I can remember wondering if I was the only one who ever went in there and bawled on the poor guy), so maybe his office wasn't too soundproof either. I never thought about that...

Once he wanted to switch me to the side without the window, but I really liked the window being behind him for some odd reason. I think his dark hair and the curls showed up better against the shades or something while I was staring at the rug. It's funny how little things such as tousled hair and window shades can somehow be comforting. I think it speaks to presence.

I've been thinking when I go back to visit him in the fall, that I'm going to ask for a hug. I think I'll ask to go back to the room to do that, though. It's okay to hug him there.