Why did you read that out loud? I did not like it. Did you not notice? Is it not your job to notice? I am disappointed in you. Are we still diagnosing? When will we move to working through? I don't want you to make more out of this than I do. I want you to ignore it. I don't believe that you believe it. I do not believe it. Let's move on, noone cares. I guess I'm confused. I have no consistent picture of you, let alone of myself. I don't know if I can trust you. I wonder if you trust me to be honest. I feel it is unlikely. I am disappointed in myself. Why do I have these dreams? What, I push things down and they appear in dreams? That is not exactly helpful. I can't control my dreams. I just don't like the place I am at. My body hurts, but my heart is displaced. I wish I could stop time and exist an eternity in my little space. I hate that time seems linear to mammals.