Oh this one is easy for me. I gave my T all of my poems. I am a very raw, candid type of writer. I wrote series of poems about transference. One of the lines is, "You are probably %#@&#! your wife." Ever since I have given him those poems, every single time he says, "I want to ask you something..." I practically have a stroke, thinking that he's about go, "So.... let's talk about that line where you wrote....." It's so funny because he will literally be like, "Lemme ask you something...." And my eyes will pop out and I'll be like, "WHAT? NO! Not that!" And he's like, "What? I just wanted to ask you...." And I'll say, "Oh. I thought it was something else." God knows what he must be thinking, hahahaha... I know at some point we'll address the poem... not ready yet though.