Here’s a joke.    A man has a 7 am appointment with his therapist.  He walks into the room in a panic, hair standing on end, clothes disheveled, and a wild look in his eyes.  He sits down facing the therapist and says: “Doc, I had this terrible nightmare just before I woke up. I dreamt that we were in session and as I spoke to you, your face turned into my mother’s face.  I got so upset that I jumped out bed, threw on some clothes, drank a glass of orange juice for breakfast and ran over here as fast as I could”. The shrink leaned forward in his chair, squinted his eyes and said: ” A glass of juice, that’s your idea of a breakfast?”