I am Leaving a Building; I am Saying Goodbye to a Bunch of Arbitrary People

Two hands peel back the roof of a multi-story home and drop me in. I am in a room with my ex-girlfriend's parents, who were very kind to me. They listen silently as I explain that it's nothing personal, but I have to leave, and I wave goodbye as I go downstairs. I meet more of her friends and family members, and eventually people from my hometown, as I descend through the building, and give my thoughts to each of them. I walk out onto the porch, and her mother grabs my arm and gives me a pair of dentures. I leave with the dentures and I wake up feeling kind of good. Spring 2011