It’s okay, things have settled now. I imagine how many different ways it could have gone. I even began to make a decision tree. That’s the kind of person I am. Obsessive. I think she sensed it too, my mind going in circles, dismantling my every argument. Or, at least, trying to. I confess, I wasn’t listening then. I spent most of the time talking. She kept pointing to the exit and I kept choosing the maze.
Let's examine how that worked out for you the last time.
So I’ve opened the door and I am standing at the threshold. Trying to make my world unavoidably exterior. Getting promoted. Going on hikes. Talking to friends. Posting on social media more. All in an attempt to stop being the minotaur.