It'll be a miracle if the Lions make it to the Superbowl this year. Glad to see I'm not the only one who has to talk about sports! J/K!

As I was leaving session, I told T everybody on psychOcentral (what else can I call it after how I acted on Monday?) was talking about what to talk about today, and I told him, I didn't think ANYBODY else did THIS, and I didn't think I was going to do this either!

We sat and listened to a new old jazz cd i brought in, of a favorite player of his, I got cheap on amazon. One of the tracks was Barnacle Bill the Sailor, and I remembered Olive Oyl singing "Who's that knocking on my door?" in the Popeye cartoons. It's music from the 1920's, I think.

I realized I had never sat and listened to music with anyone like this before, just calmly and - knowing what to expect, and what was expected of me, I think that's the ticket. That is something we have discussed, weird expectations in common interactions within my family (and with T).

At the end, he said he hadn't realized the session was over, but I had been keeping track, and keeping in the moment. Other stuff had happened earlier, it wasn't all this. Anyway, I said, Why does this music sound so comforting, is it the situation or what? He said he was wondering the same thing and was going to listen to it at dinner tonight.

I am just glad to see that my anxiety level is WAY down. A year or two ago, I wouldn't have known WHO I was, and wouldn't have been able to just there with him like that, or even sit with a girlfriend like that, or a family member, or my pdoc, or simple acquaintances.

It's weird how you can operate at so many levels - I have been on stage in the past and this high level of anxiety would have been my baseline, but I could be "calm" on stage, or so I thought.

Anyway, whoever posted they were gonna have coffee and CAAAAAAAKE!!!! okay, dinner, and journal after T, had a durn good idea. Is there an emoticon for cake?