Yes, She Would be Offended

1,000 Days

"What the hell, Daniel. I'm not going anywhere. Did you hit your head or something? Are you loopy?" She quaked with righteous anger. You rubbed her back, trying to calm her down.

"It was a very vivid dream. And it's not that inconsistent with what the science is telling us either. Look, if the treatments work, great, we can stop at any time. But if there is an end, I don't want to get close to it and know you aren't provided for and happy and in a loving situation. I don't want you always chasing after a ghost. I'm not going anywhere. I'm going to be the same guy that just ate your pussy 20 minutes ago, the same guy living with you, the same guy painting with you. I'm just saying, give it a chance." Her nostrils flared, but she was thinking about it, he could tell.

"I don't want to hear about this again, Daniel."