He Said, She Said

Today I stopped to see my shrink.

He said, “Well, what do you think?”

I said, “You mean how do I feel?”

“O Yeah, yeah, but what is the deal?”

“I’m losing it, and that’s no fun.”

“Life is no bowl of cherries, hon.”

“I didn’t think it was, but it’s

overflowing with all the pits.”

“You should think Happy Happy.”

“O that is so crappy, crappy!”

“Don’t let me rain on your parade!”

“I can’t believe what you just said!”

“I know it’s mighty bad out there.”

“Well you look comfy in your chair!”

“I am, and you should be too.”

“How can I when I am so blue?

How much do I have to pay to you

for this therapeutic hour or two?”

“S & H green stamps will be fine.

What was it that you had in mind?”

“I’m out of stamps but hope you’ll take

a cherry cheesecake that I’ll make.”

“You’ll bring it next time that you come?”

“Maybe we can both enjoy some.”

Sigh. “Goodbye.”

About Nan Mykel

At 79, I was just about to stop keeping a journal, but that felt like accepting that growth was finished. I don't want to be finished, yet! I'm 80 now, and struggling to communicate with you, if you'll come and set awhile. P.S. My how time flies! I'm 83 now.
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1 Response to He Said, She Said

  1. jilldennison says:

    Thanks for a bit of fun today!!! And … um … I wouldn’t mind a bit of that cherry cheesecake, perhaps drizzled with some chocolate … and maybe some chopped pecans?

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