SO, I realized why I don't like therapy, other than the intrusive questions, the uncomfortable silences, the cost, the drugs, well, you know.

It's the fact that I refuse to live in the real world.

See, if you ask me what my dream job would be, I would tell you that I want someone to give me ten million dollars tax free, I would get to keep about 1.5 to 2 million to cover living and operating expenses, the rest I could manage and give to people/causes I find most worthy. Yes, it's the Miss America answer but it is the truth.

Apparently this isn't realistic, but it is my ideal job.