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Friday, April 20, 2012

Happy Psychosis

"What emotion does this face show?"

And she holds up a card
With a person's face on it
The person is showing an emotion
Or so everyone tells me

"Happy"
I answer with certainty

She holds up another card
"And this one?"

"Happy"
I tell her again

And another
"How about this one?"

"Happy"
Because this person looks happy to me too

She puts the cards down
And she looks at me happily

"This is very frustrating to me
You really can't see the different emotions?"

I give her a happy look
And she sits back suddenly
Looking at me happily
"No, they all look the same to me"

"Well I just don't know....."
She's looking especially happy now

"Can I buy you dinner?"
I could tell she liked me
From how happy she always looked around me
And she looked happy now as I asked her out

"No, absolutely not
It wouldn't be appropriate
I'm your therapist
And especially with your history...."
She wrung her hands happily

"I understand
I'll ask you again
After we finish these sessions"
I stared at her
With my best happy look

We said our goodbyes for the day
I only have six more sessions
Six more court appointed sessions
I still wasn't sure why I was doing them
The judge had looked so happy up there
I thought for sure I would just get off with a warning

But that's just water under the bridge
Almost done
My feet walk automatically down the street
I glance to my right down an alley
I see a homeless man
He asks me for some change
With such a happy look on his face
I don't give him any
He can't be that bad off
If he looks that happy

A little bit down the block
I see a happy looking man grab a woman's purse
He runs straight towards me
With such a smile on his face
It's like he knows me!

"You didn't see anything asshole
Or I'll kill you!"
But he says it with such a happy look
How can I be concerned?

The woman whose purse was taken
She is screaming happily
Gods, it's like she won a prize
I think to myself

Everyone is so happy all the time
What a great world!


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