In Process (A Scene)
A therapist's office. Martie is the patient. Dr. Johnson is the therapist.
Martie: I feel like running into a tree.
Dr. Johnson: Why?
Martie: Because I FEEL like it.
Dr. Johnson: What does the feeling feel like?
Martie: What? I don't know. Angry. I feel angry. So angry I could...
Dr. Johnson: Go on.
Martie: I could bash this computer with my foot. I could punch the wall. I could scream. I could scream so loud right now.
Dr. Johnson: Okay.
Martie: Okay, what?
Dr. Johnson: Go on. Scream. Punch the wall. Bash the computer.
Martie punches the wall.
Dr. Johsnon: How are your knuckles?
Dr. Johnson: Okay. And what about the computer?
Dr Johnson: No?
Martie: I... need it.
Dr. Johnson: You need your computer.
Dr. Johnson: Why?
Dr. Johnson: It's not a trick question. Why do you need your computer? What do you use it for?
Martie: Oh. Um. I watch football on my computer.
Dr. Johnson: Yeah? What else.
Martie: I... um, I do my taxes, send emails, edit my music there.
Dr. Johnson: What else.
Martie: I research. I write. I talk on FaceTime. I learn.
Dr. Johnson: How do you feel now?
Martie: I don't know. I... better. I feel better.
Dr. Johnson: Yeah?
Martie: I mean, I'm still angry. But now I'm also...
Dr. Johnson: What?
Martie: Hopeful? Maybe I'm a little hopeful. I got my computer just three months ago. It's fast and I can edit three times quicker than my last one. It's the processing. It's better.
Dr. Johnson: See now? And now YOU are processing better.
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In April 2020, while experiencing her first ever global pandemic, Tamar Pelzig pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog to keep her creative writing wheels rolling.
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