Wake up in bed with the hot chick from Transformers on top of me, warming me up. She asks me if I want to move in with her. She is getting wet.
Change of scene where I am in a house and am doing the budget.
Supposedly I’d won $1 000 000 but it was all gone. So has the romance. Apparently was designing contacts (eh?)
Car full of people and notes of job requests/offers.
Pear shaped. Ex? Wife is pregnant. No memory at all of past events.
Bushland. Mountain bike riding up a hill on a windy road on the wrong side of the road in dull light. Trying to get romance back. I am Kevin Spacey’s body.