Where Shall I Sit?

I am in a psychiatrist’s large waiting room prior to my appointment. Finally called into his office, I find a large number of choices for sitting.  He is standing quietly waiting for me to choose.  I realize this is a kind of test.  The room is messy with things piled on chairs and an unmade bed with white sheets.  I move some things and sit on one of the chairs.  We chat about this and that.  Then I realize he expects me to initiate anything serious.  I like him and feel comfortable.  I move to the bed to sit and begin thinking about what I need to examine.

–Submitted by Mary Goolsby

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