So now that I contacted your outside of session and asked you to do something for me (schedule the sand tray room), I want you to know that I heard your excitement that I had asked. Like the time I was hotflashing last summer and you skipped over to get the fan you had, plugged it in for me, let me set it up how I liked. What is the big deal? It was just a request.

I think you sent me a dream last night, what the $%^& was that all about. Why were you and your wife (who looks suspiciously like an elderly Mary Poppins, with a hat and an umbrella, with kind eyes) watching a movie in your office, and why did you invite me to join you? That's such a bizarre dream that you sent me, and that I had to come find you because you were late for my session (which you never are outside of this dream you sent me). And then when I reminded you that we had a session, you said you'd come get me in a few minutes. Did you? No, you didn't. When I went back to your office, your wife was gone, and you were like, yes, right, we have a session.

Stop reading my posts on PC, and stop sending me dreams directly into my head. I don't think that's too much to ask.