I was burning out my engine.
Hm - what could that mean? Could it possily be a reference to how I have been writng like a crazy person every single day for more days than I can count? That I kept thinking would finish, but it didn't happen?
But take this, dream! Because yesterday I left the house and I told myself I could not come home until I finished. So I did. I killed Valerie in a 'quiet room' at the library. The friends had a final meeting while I ate lunch and drank coffee at Baker & Spice. And I wrapped up all the loose ends on a couch at the Jewish Community Center.
There is still a lot that needs to be smoothed over.
But I just crested the hill!