Tuesday, February 13, 2018


I was scheduled to see my psychiatrist at 8 a.m. I didn’t go to the office first. Instead, I went to Starbucks at 5 a.m. to read for a couple of hours. During my session, I learned that my psychiatrist grew up where Amirah did and she lived near The Point, where Amirah and I, and many others, go sit at night to overlook the freeway. When I arrived at the office, my boss was so angry she was laughing, and she was angry for good reasons. There’s always more hoops to jump through. My evening is nice. Just reading.