I was in my childhood bedroom, such a small room. I was sat up on my bed with my back against the wall. I remember that a women walked into the door way, her face was not clear to me, blurry. From out of no where she started to strip, she was not at all attractive and I felt guilty. I became aware, I thought about my girlfriend, could feel her presence next to me. I couldn't look at the women, just stared at the floor. Written at 9:21 am Location: childhood bedroom