“You cancelled your therapy appointment?”
“Yeah, I’m taking a break for a minute. I have to. I can’t afford it.”
“How much is it per session?”
“I’m not telling.”
“No, I remember you mentioned. Listen, I want to cover a couple of them. This isn’t for your dog and it’s not for rent. But therapy is the most important thing you’ve been doing. I really don’t want you to have to stop going.”
I don’t say anything. I accept.
You know, don’t you, that the wheels are turning towards my next gig? That soon, I’ll be able to afford it again.
You know, don’t you, that…thanks.
I guess you know it’s important. You must’ve noticed a difference since I started going.