Dreamed i was in therapy with four kids (not all (any??) of them mine) watching amiably enough. Some kind of girl scout or educational thing? Or just a coincidence? Anyway i said No offense (with a quick glance at those kids) but i really need to spend some time with adults. Peggy was listening but it felt a little artificial. Like once you see how therapy works and what the relationship with a therapist really is, it oddly doesnt work as well. But hopefully by then you've learned the skills and habits and dare i say wisdom to carry on yourself.