My first therapsit was a professor at the college I attended--it was really big so I only ran into a couple times. The first time I had my head down and was in nowhere land. She said she called my name out, but I did not hear her. I only noticed she was right beside me when she grabbed my arm and asked if I was okay. I had told her I was having problems "staying present, in the moment" and she got to see it first hand. Yeah, it was a little embarrassing.