Last night I had a dream. It is hard to get my head around it. But it seems to be clear.
My life’s purpose is done, if only I accomplish “ONE THING MORE.”
But what is that one thing to be? A new novel? An essay? A speech given to the right listener?
And what happens once it is done? Is that the thing that causes my death?
But whatever it is, I face it without fear. One thing more, and my life is complete.
Catch a Falling Star 