• My former girlfriend is there, and she's on this moped-esque sort of contraption, happily motoring down the road. I pass her from behind, but I'm getting really frustrated on this hilly road that I can't get enough freefall to kick over the afterburners and deploy my wings. At least there's a really nice view as I pop over the top of each hill.

  • A letter? For me? But, I'm driving. Why are you delivering it to my passenger side window?

  • It's okay, I'm in bed. I really don't want to go to work, but that laughing is coming from her with my former roommate on the bed that's obviously in the living room, and I'm dying to find to what it's about. But the moonlight's so warming...