carl comes to counseling

Carl parked and walked into the building, muttering to himself, “You need to go ‘talk to someone,’ they say. Tell someone ‘what’s going on,’ they say. Well, here I am. We’ll see what good it’ll do.”  On the wall by the elevator hung the business directory.  He found the name he was looking for: ACME Counseling Company, Suite 200. He got onto the elevator and punched 2. When the door closed, the muttering started again, “Talking? How’s that going to help anything?” The doors slid open and suite 200 was… Continue reading carl comes to counseling