Moving vehicle. Blurred. Blazing pain from my arm. I start. A paramedic holds me down.
In the bar. Jolly jovial. Forgot about my troubles.
The chatter moves on. I perceive the need to urinate. A reflex, I'm on my feet. I stagger from the table, beer in hand. Not two steps out, enraging thoughts return. I throw my pint glass in anger.
It shatters above a doorjamb. General consternation. The bouncer appears. I'll scare him off. Karate chop to the table.