The Doctor // a Joke

I want to apologize, right away, because I know generally this is a very tacky and uninteresting subject to other people, but I promise you, I think this one’s worth sharing, and I’ll keep it brief.

I’m gonna tell you about a dream I had. It was the best kind - short, vivid, and I remember virtually all of it. So here it is:

I’m in a therapy session with a psychologist, and - as doctors do - he asks where it hurts. I go off on this long, expository (but heartfelt) tirade; I’m unfulfilled, I’m sad, nobody loves me, I’m exhausted, I’m paralyzed by fear and the slightest misstep means death...

I just don’t know what to do, I conclude, holding back tears.

And there’s a long pause as he looks thoughtfully across the room, straight through me. Compassionate, caring, intense. He leans forward and finally, he speaks:

“Yeah well… that all sounds like a ‘you’ problem.”

Dead silence. The ticking of the clock on the wall. The soft rustle of his jacket as he sits back and waits for my answer. And for a moment I’m genuinely speechless.

Then it hits. I get this warm rush through my body and I just start… laughing. First a smirk, a chuckle, then a howl, and then a deep, bellowing, uncontrollable laughter. And now he’s starting to laugh too, and we’re just sitting there laughing at each other like idiots, and gasping for air and with tears in my eyes I chortle back:

"Oh, man… it is… it really is".

And we laugh, and laugh… and then I woke up.

I slept great.