I came off the phone and hadn’t really realised I’d been unconsciously doodling ... another week of more of much the same ... https://www.blipfoto.com/entry/2583979709343728699

When I hung up from ‘Hal’ I stuck my tongue out at the phone. I realised that that was the level of infantilised impotence I felt. If this is supposed to be a therapeutic way of working I’ll eat my hat. Once more I was told that the empathy is obvious but the lack of structure and clear task isn’t evident. Luckily ‘Hal’ isn’t in the room or I might just poke him in the eye with my forked lightening hair. You can try and take the girl out of the Rogers but you’re not going to get the Rogers out of the girl, matey. Fuck right off.