second stage

I just walked Audrey, and for a brief second I could have sworn I was in San Francisco. Damp, cool, breezy, late night dog walk. It was nice, wouldn't have minded staying out there longer if it were safer to do so. I was going to try to go out tonight, now I'm almost regretting it since it isn't so rainy anymore.

Therapy this week was about identity, when you lose it, how you get it, how you keep it. It was pretty interesting. More spreading eggs talk, but not in the same way as last week which was enlightening. As long as I don't have to look at my credit card bill, I'll keep going to her. She's pretty a-ok.