My therapist was trying to find a way to understand me, for some reason. We'd tried all sorts of different activities, none of them satisfactory to her.
She'd turned, in desperation, to rock garden building, giving me a small tray and a collection of rocks and sand.
I just fiddled, making a design that was, fine, I guess. But she seemed very excited, as she compared it to a book. She then asked me to try again.
She seemed rather disappointed when I produced the exact same design. She asked me why.
"You seemed to like it."
That confused her.
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