Sylvia has had anxiety attacks for the past five years. She’s been seeing an individual therapist, Jeannine, once a week, and also sees Toby for group therapy.
She often visits her favorite neighborhood bar just to relax.
One night she was smitten by the reflection, in a window, of a sign advertising for fruit and vegetables.
Immediately she wrote a memo, on her phone, reminding her to tell Jeannine and Toby how moments like that help her to relax.
Her alarm went off. She got up to leave so she could catch her train.
“Duty calls,” she told the bartender.
Thanks to Ted Strutz for this week’s photo prompt and to Rochelle Wisoff~Fields, our leader in Friday Fictioneers