Thanks LT.

It is seriously difficult knowing that I can't go back. AND that it's still there. I told L I wish I could shrink the office and take it with me.

I'm glad you're adapting to Dr. T's new space. And I'm sorry the rupture isn't completely fixed. Ruptures suck and hard to work through. The only good thing, for me at least, is when it's repaired, it feels really good.

Even though we sit on the floor, L realized we were sitting on the opposite sides compared to the couch. She said next time we'll switch sides.

I realized also that I will never have the space to myself again. During covid, that office we always had to ourselves. And this office we've had to ourselves because it's been the weekend. But now we're during the week in a bigger office with more people. I don't think I'll ever have it alone.

Oh! And I figured out that the size of the office and hallway is intimidating to me. I asked her to walk me to the back door instead of just her office door. She said she'd do it that time, but not again. I don't know why, but it feels exposing being in that much open space.

Thanks for the well wishes.