It’s a quiet Wednesday morning. I’m sitting cosy at my favourite spot by the window, feet stretched out, watching the sunlight dance on my toes.
My phone buzzes. A text.
Hey, can I come over? I need to talk about certain things that are bothering me.
It’s my friend. Who regards me as her default shrink. Which is completely fine with me, because I love her.
But today I don’t want to listen to her problems. Continue reading