You must know, Doctor, that I did not choose to seek psychiatric help. I have no faith that I shall exit this room a healed man; I know now that I have been destined for the asylum since childhood. No mere conversation with you can steer me clear of that fate. That said, let us proceed with this court-compelled farce before my mad prattle provokes your crabbiness further..
The drabble originally appeared in Necrotic Tissue # 2, April 2008.
Episode Art: Bo Kaier Music by: Eskit