wife was angrily stomping around, when she finally acknowledged me, it was with a glare. "How many days? Tell me! How many days are going to be the same?! I wake up and go to work, and you just sit around working on your music all day, then you wait until I get home to cook your damn dinner! I’m sick of this boring life! We haven’t had sex in three fucking months! You CAN’T be fixed!" She screamed and slammed the front door in my face. It was the next day and I slept through most of Jessica’s screaming. After I woke myself up, I remembered that I had an appointment with my therapist, Dr. Sarah Evey. Sarah is an interesting and stunningly beautiful woman, she was only 27 and already married, she also happens to