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I recall sessions about six months ago and in my memory the furniture is even a little different.

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We were in borrowed spaces and sometimes the therapist whose room we used most of the time needed it (or hadn't cleaned it enough; she was a packrat and the room only felt like 3' x 3' and I think she was writing a book or something :-) and we'd have to use the "Director's" room which was way fancy with huge windows overlooking the lake which the chairs faced away from :-(

Anyway, one night as I was going to sleep I'm "comparing" the two rooms and realized for the first time (in like 5-6 years) that T had a "real" lounge chair w/footstool in the Director's office and a cheap, sharp, metal-armed chair in "our" room and had to put her feet up on another such chair (while I got a La-Z-Boy) and I was much distressed and was telling her this at a session; I think when we were in the Director's room, how I preferred that room because she got a good seat, etc. and she was "fascinated" and wanted to know what details I thought of/remembered about the other room and then we checked them out later.

I always make the room my friend :-) and get comfortable in the room, know what is where so there are no surprises. I was suprised by elephants one week leaving :-) early in the first year I saw T and wrote a whole poem about that. There were all these different elephants playing in different positions on a shelf, http://loletashomedecor.com/library/20591.jpg maybe 4-5 of them, and I'd never "seen" them before and I couldn't understand how I could have missed them.