I Couldn't. I Just Couldn't.

This morning, I dreamed I had a girlfriend.

In my dream, we were at home, and she had been berating me for an hour - something that had been going on for days. Weeks.

She called me "inadequate."

That was it.

I just grabbed my coat and hat. and exited without a word.

Next thing, I was in some sort of room in a B&B. Long stay. Cheaper than renting.

Knock on the door. It was her, standing in the doorway.

She wanted to talk, to find out where she'd gone wrong, driven me away.

I didn't know what to say.

Still don't.