"So Rica, can you please tell me about the dreams you've been having?" To be very frank, I didn't really want to. But at the end of the day, I knew I had to.
I felt a little nervous to speak as I adjusted myself once again on the couch. "Okay" I started clearing my throat softly.
"Here is the thing. I can't really explain the dreams I have been having. I know I have been having them for more than a year now, but I really don't still understand them." The therapist adjusted her glasses a little and then jotted something down on her smallish looking jotter. I used that time to read the name that was printed on her lab coat. Dr. Amélie Meunier. From her name you could easily tell she was french, well her thick accent also gave that away too.
