Nope, it just happened yesterday. That's the thing though. I have no idea how it's making me feel. I have a couple of options of how I *should* feel but as to how I do feel... I'm just confused.
As to whether he did it on purpose or not. I certainly wouldn't accuse him, but it is something that I could see being beneficial from a therapeutic standpoint. I expect him to do his job, and this... Well, it 'fits'.
I want to be able to talk about this next week and not just do my usual it's-okay-don't-worry-about-it-routine.
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'...
At poor peace I sing
To you strangers (though song
Is a burning and crested act,
The fire of birds in
The world's turning wood,
For my sawn, splay sounds,)
...'
Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue
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