The Advisor is still speaking. My response will have to wait.
I know I should be so grateful. There’s so much now on my plate.
There’s the problem I can’t listen. All these voices in my mind.
A warning with some guidelines. With no words described as kind.
I am walking closer now. Standing, grinning eye to eye.
The Advisor has gone quiet. “Are you sure it’s not a lie?”
My question has caused confusion. I can see her far off gaze.
She’s going to her safe house, where soft music always plays.
I know it’s not permanent, someday she will return.
She has so much to teach me and I have so much to learn.