Kinsey, trying to take to heart her therapist’s guidance about facing her fears, especially the irrational ones, finally let hunger overcome the fear. She knew there shouldn’t be Venus Fly Traps in Northern Idaho, but then again, there shouldn’t be pythons in the Florida Everglades or alligators in the New York Sewers . . .
Jerome knew his job was to get the pollen, but he much preferred open, flat flowers. Being claustrophobic, he didn’t like elevators, small cars, or the middle or window seat on an airplane either. As he prepared to dive in, he remembered that his therapist told him he was making progress, but sometimes you just had to face a fear head on . . .
Imogene, while listening to AM radio late one night, heard someone who claimed to be a registered therapist state unequivocally that we should wake up each morning, look in the mirror, and ask, “Do we really want to be that person–are we happy?” That morning, as she looked in the mirror, she wondered, do I really want to be red? . . . . David, Sf.G.
