Zoey: I just thought I’d feel better by now. I’ve tried reducing stress. I moved back to my place, but no matter what I do, I can’t stop having these awful dreams where I’m trying to get out of the house. And last night, I finally made it out the door, but I still couldn’t escape because there was another me blocking my exit.
Simon: So you literally could not get out of your own way.
Zoey: It sounds so obvious when you say it.
Simon: Hey, here’s the thing. You’re dad just died, and looking for any other reason why these dreams are happening or thinking you can just make them stop is crazy.
Zoey: You’re very comforting.
Simon: Is it comforting to know that at least you’re not alone though. We, we are part of the same sad club now. Five more nightmares and you get a jacket.
Zoey: So I’m just supposed to do nothing?
Simon: Talking to me isn’t nothing, and, uh, I do think moving back to your place is a good step forward. Honestly, the more you can do for yourself right now, the better.