“Whoa,” Alan cautioned. “Just take a deep breath, and imagine yourself somewhere safe and comfortable.”
“Worth a shot,” Bill thought. He closed his eyes, and suddenly he was on a tropical beach, with waves crashing and palm trees all around. The sand castle he was building was monstrous, and the fancy kite he was about to fly was beckoning.
THUMP! Opening his eyes, he saw a new stack of work on his desk.
“Forget it,” Bill said. “I’m buying a plane ticket.”