He put his phone with the charger attached on the table as he looked around. I took a guess he was looking to charge it and was looking for an outlet. I obliged and scooped up the phone and charger and headed over to the wall.

“I was going to call Jonathan” he said.

“Oh, my apologies. I thought you were looking to charge your phone. I guess I can’t read minds” I said with a laugh of embarrassment.

“Well, thank goodness you have been spared” he said.

After he had left, I thought about this. Yes, yes indeed. The pain and anguish in another’s mind. I often cannot watch shows or movies that have the potential for disturbing content. I don’t think I could handle being in someone else’s hell in their mind. My job as a therapist can be difficult enough, baring witness to an individual’s pain and suffering.