Whilst in therapy today, I came up with an idea for a sitcom. Is this good or bad? My counsellor says it’s a good idea, but it’s not the idea, it’s the location of the springing up of the idea that concerns me.
Another good thing about therapy is its location is across the road from the discount supermarket where I get my butter (I got four today, buy in bulk Mammy says when it’s cheap) and even more importantly, a really nice Thai takeaway (hard to find in Dublin, in my humble opinion). I came home ready to butter up my veggie spring rolls and wok fried chicken. Bliss!