I know the therapist's birthday, but only because C put it on the calendar and I asked her how she knew. She didn't ask. She said she went to session and there were some pretty flowers, which she commented on. The therapist said they were from the other therapists because it was her birthday. I know how old she is, too. Sixty. Oh, and I know the name of her hometown and it sounds awful and boring. It has a name that sounds like... hmm... Dirt Slope. Seriously, it sounds grim.

I don't even know what I would ask if I did ask questions. Probably something reflecting my self absorption. Like top 10 times I pissed her off. Susannah's Greatest Hits.