Office at the mall

For this dream, in part, I blame Daylight Savings Time.  I*m sure I know the fruit lady receptionist from somewhere.  Beyond DST, however, I have always been called to serve on the edges of things.   It*s a life theme.  What better place to serve than at the mall, with the mass of humanity shopping for who knows what?   And rent for $100/month?  Who could resist?  Of course the office was near one of the entrances, right next to a nail salon.

In my dreams I opened a therapy office

At the mall.

Only $100 rent per month.

It came complete with a receptionist

Who had always worked there.

I believe the previous professional occupant

Offered massage.

The good kind.

I know where your mind was going.

The receptionist kept bowls of fruit

In the office refrigerator.

A guy from auto sales down the way

Stopped in before I could get anything

Set up.

He took a piece of fruit,

Made an appointment

For tomorrow.

I thought

Oh this will work then.

Before that,

I had my doubts.