IN: So anyways , on my way to the movie " Towelhead " , I decided to swing by Clear Flour , supposedly the best bakery in Boston to pick up some bread .
How will I swing by ?

OUT: I will drive there .

IN: I lay here on this bed like a sacrificial offering to the Woman on the Moon . I have welcomed her , held her , made love to her so many times ... in my head , in this bed . But before my dreams get too intricate , loneliness and the promise of morning swoop down and snatch her from me like a highway robber . When I am adequately wound up with need , she comes to the foot of my bed and plays me like a tuned up mandolin .
what is the reason morning swoops down and snatches her ?

OUT: I wake up and the dream ends .

IN: Like for some reason I feel that when we all go home I ' m going to be the one that 's out of the loop or something . I know that 's ridiculous because we 're all separated right now , but that 's just how I feel . I do n't know .
What is it the narrator is worried about deep down ?

OUT:
None of the above choices .