Today’s good thing was meeting a very nice woman who it turns out is a psychotherapist.
I told her how much I liked therapy and that I wouldn’t mind having some more.
She told me my drawings were therapy.
'Yes,' I said, with flair, 'without the drawing I probably would have killed myself or…someone.'
As she was leaving she told me she liked to paint, just for the fun of it, without instruction.
'And why not?!' I told her.
So, basically, I just had a visit with a therapist.
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