I'll admit, yesterday was a very very bad day. My general focus and attention span were all very bad. My energy was low, and I just simply didn't feel good. You know, this happens rarely, normally everything is great, and takes something quite impressive to throw me off. So, my girlfriend convinced me not to skip my appointment. I went, even though I didn't feel into it. He was very understanding, thankfully, and helped me with some focused, concentrated, exercises at the beginning of the hour. We even worked on breathing a little bit. I started to feel much better. But the great thing about him, is that he pushed me, he made me do things I wasn't expecting, and even in my sour state, it went okay. I left feeling 180 degrees different. I leave every appointment with him feeling great, inspired, wonderful, happy. I've never left a single hour with him not feeling excellent after I left. Funny, my therapist doesn't have any degrees in psychology, nor psychiatry. Really, he doesn't hold anything past a college Bachelor's Degree. He's not really a therapist, he's my bass teacher. But man, sometimes I can't tell the difference. I pay rent because I need shelter. I buy groceries because I need to eat, but I pay for lessons because they're the best investment I could make.