Start your story with someone making a vision board.
INT. COMMON ROOM AT A REHAB
Jane sits on the floor sifting through precut words and pictures from magazines.
JANE: This is the dumbest shit. I mean at least let us have children’s scissors so we have some more options than Chad on a ski slope and tropical beaches.
ANGEL: I didn’t wanna kill myself until we had to do this. Now I’m definitely not safe with some kid scissors. (beat) Gimmee that picture of ski slope Chad.
Jane passes Angel the picture. She takes her glue stick and attaches it to her poster board.
JANE: What kind of sick fuck has addicts in rehab working on a vision board?