There are two people in the room. One is reading the book, and the other sits behind a screen with a headset. She has been talking about her volunteering work for the last few hours, and the meeting is finally over. She stretches and hangs the pair of headphones around her neck.

"Finally done?" The other asks. "Almost. I just have to update the schedule, tell this team of the changes, write a little bit about " "No, you don't. Put it all on your to-do list."

She looks up. The Voice has been used. "You had a busy day, and that all doesn't fit in what is left of tonight. You sound close to panicking. Write your tasks down on your to-do list like a good girl."

She makes a face but starts writing dutifully. There is indeed too much for tonight. She feels the panic rising again. As she lays her pen down, a finger lands on her forehead.

"Now, girl, tell me what is on your mind. One by one. Visualize them as iridescent spheres." "I worry if we can reach the deadline" "I can imagine that. Now, tomorrow you will see your to-do list, and then you can work on it. But right now, that worry is not going to help you. So feel it floating up to my finger, my finger on your forehead, and let it pop. Let it be removed from your mind for tonight. Can you do that for me, girl?" "Yes, I can do that" she sights. "What is the next thing?" "I have to update the website, and more writing."

With a quick glance at the list on the desk, the response is "Another thing that is on your to-do list. It can disappear for now. Feel the bubble representing that float up. And pop" Her eyelids start to droop, and she relaxes visibly. "Tell me more" "Uhh. There is budget, and uhh phone calls, and my work backlog" "There you go, my beautiful girl. Feel all of them float up and pop. And the things that you can do tomorrow, feel them all float up and pop. Leaving you relaxed, sweet, and completely in the moment. Feeling my finger and its comforting presence. Let it pop all those worries, all those thoughts. Focus on me. Isn't it nice to let it all go for now?" "Yeahh" is the slurred answer. "Then you can let it all pop right now. Feeling free and happy, so happy we can have this carefree moment. And I use this to charge you. So you can happily and fully confidently start your work tomorrow. Isn't that right?" She nods her head, but the finger doesn't move. She just sits there, at her desk, smiling.