(1)
I was drowning my mother by putting a towel or a pillow over her head while she was in a puddle of water. At the very last moment, I would remove the towel or pillow and be completely overcome with sorrow and pain at what I was doing--and then it seemed I would do it again.
(2)
I negotiated a way for Stephen and I to keep living in our apartment with added amenities. I was in a position where I had to negotiate, with new landlords.
(3)
I was in a shack that belonged to other people, with a curtain held on a rope that stretched from one end of the room to another. I saw some crusty-looking kids living there. I was aware of another house down the street, a place I was once invited into but then not, and I knew I had to resolve whatever I had going on with the owners, an elderly woman and her husband, before I could re-enter. They were housing people in their rooms and I wanted a room there. In the meantime, I was using this shack with other people.
