I bought the radiohead album but it disappeared because I don't understand computers. While I searched for it, Jen didn't talk. I think I looked worried or sad. She was wearing an uncomfortable dress. I made her stay for another beer. People put their arms around me and gave me their rum and cokes. They looked at the floor and squeezed their hands into little fists when they danced. They said Kansas after I said it and "Where are you going?" I would follow Jen anywhere at that moment. I feel like it's too weird to be in this dream. I lie hungover under the covers and wonder why things happen, then open my legs out the window for the world.