I leaned back in my chair. “I don’t feel satisfied with my life. I’ve wasted a lot of years. I’ve missed out on many opportunities, because I’m afraid of failure…”
I noticed that Dr. Cat was opening, and closing his eyes.
“Dr. Cat!” I hollered, “I’m pouring my heart out to you, and you keep falling asleep! I think it’s time that I found a new therapist.”
I got up to leave the room.
“No, wait, you don’t understand,” Dr. Cat sighed. “Don’t you know anything about the feline species? When I do long, slow blinks, that means I’m your friend…”