Ian is really starting to exhaust me. Glad he’s buzzing about, but he still tires me out. Because my dreams with him are so active and haywire, my deep sleep is not happening to a point where I’m waking up more tired than when I went to sleep.
In last night’s dream visit, we spent fragmented time on a train. I say fragmented because the scenes came in jolts. One minute we’re in an Amtrak in lower level coach seats to a steam engine train, in a private room, to one of those super European trains, then back to Amtrak in a private room.
I each instance we were reading a book together. I want to say it’s Les Liaisons dangereuses (The Dangerous Liaisons) but I’m not 100% sure. In each segment, we had that book and were talking about it. Almost like that book is something we have common throughout time. In my current life I have yet to read that book.
The book brought us close. I wish I knew why. There’s a bond that was forged maybe because of the book and then a relationship grew from there?
Then the scenes went from us reading the book to panic. A train wreck. I remember the smoke, fire and the stench of blood. Next I remember the panic. A deep panic. I kept screaming Joshua – Joshua (guide Joshua assures me that this Joshua is not him, but Ian).
The scene flipped where I was have a OBE an was up above the train wreck as Joshua (Ian), soaked in blood, was screaming Alexandra (which I guess was me). I felt complete peace, but his panic was off the board.
Then my alarm woke me up.
It’s been awhile since I’ve dreamed so much with someone other than one of the guys.
I’m sure something else will pop up tonight. I still have been compelled to listen to “My Immortal”.