I am walking down a large dimly lit hallway, long and wide with a very high ceiling. Cubicles line the left-hand side of the hallway. I am headed for a cubicle part way down the hallway for a psychotherapy appointment with Bill Barr. I can see him standing several feet above the floor, leaning against the back wall of his cubicle but he is seated at his desk when I reach him. I sit down in a chair at the corner of his desk and immediately am uncomfortable with him as my therapist. I point out to him that he should not be my therapist because I know him and have opinions about him outside of our therapy. He does not say much in response. I consider that perhaps we could talk about my antipathy towards him but I can't really remember the details of his policies to which I object. I wake up trying to remember what I don't like about him.