The coffee tasted heavenly. It was strange, really… Sunny had been suffering from insomnia for a while now, surviving on sleeping pills and still having nightmares every time he did fall asleep. Perhaps as a result, everything felt tasteless to him — but whenever his therapist offered him coffee, he could not help but enjoy it.
"So, where do I start?"
As she opened her notebook to silently take notes, Sunny sighed.
"I don't get those recurrent nightmares often, anymore…"
He still saw them every time he slept, but he rarely slept, so that could hardly be called "often".
"The world is sort of annoying, but I don't get irrationally angry either. It feels like I have a firmer grasp on myself."
He had smashed his TV just this morning, but that anger was perfectly reasonable. There were many good reasons to hate the Valor Group and its CEO.
"...I don't think I really felt paranoid about something since our last session. So, I guess that is an improvement?"
