Yes, inside the Elise you are in a cocoon. An intimate space where the worries of the outside world are muffled, ironically by the sound of your after-market muffler. The seats hug you and hold you no mater how harrowing the world's g-forces tugging at you. You're happy and snug in a familiar and inviting space. You're surrounded by beauty in the elegant and shapely lines of the car. Even the name Lotus evokes a flowery and peaceful imagery. And you can almost hear Beethoven's Fur Elise masterpiece playing in the background. No wonder your therapist suggested this. I recommend all Elise owners follow the advice of this therapist. And may I suggest that those who have a therapist but no Elise, swap one for the other.