aprilhenry (aprilhenry) wrote,
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aprilhenry

Up the icy hill

Earlier this week, I dreamed I was driving and the only way to get where I needed to go was up a very steep hill. But it was covered with a sheet of ice. Still, I could do it, I thought. I have all-wheel drive and snow tires. I crept up the hill, slipping and sliding. I was almost at the top when the car stopped moving at all. The tires were spinning, but the car was staying in the same place. And then the smell of smoke began to fill the car.

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!



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