17 Oct 2024
Dream
I asked The Morrigan to enter my dreams last night. My sleep was fragmented and so were my dreams. My left arm felt fatigued for hours last night.
One point was I dreamt I woke up around 6:30am to find the kids out in the hallway talking to someone. When I came around the corner I saw it was Lori. She was leaving. As I entered the kitchen I saw that she had completely redecorated the kitchen and dining room. Plus it was a disaster. Although totally moved around and new items added, it was a complete and total mess. I kept saying who breaks into someone’s home and redecorates? The moment from A Chorus Line came to mind when Bobby says “I just wanted to see if anybody'd notice me. That's when I started breaking into people's houses - Oh, I didn't steal anything - I'd just rearrange their furniture”.
Q was finally livid about something his family had done and was prepared to go off about the situation.
From there the dream shifted to travel.
The family and I were traveling with a group? Not sure. We were in a big city that seemed like San Francisco but with a European vibe. We were scheduled to board The Ghost train, a super exclusive train that takes you from one point in the city to another. A dark grey, steam locomotive, in well-kept shape. Fine food and beverages were to be served. The train arrives and the girls and I (Shyla and her friend) board the train, knowing Q and Liam were coming up behind us in a few. Once aboard we noticed a line of people waiting to be seated. The girls run passed and I follow to bring them back as the crew was still cleaning up from the last set of passengers. I get the girls and we get in line to wait to be seated. Suddenly most people in line are taken to a dining table/room but us and a few other people have been left behind. We are told our tickets are now invalid and we’ll have to try again tomorrow and to exit the train. (There’s a flash of a yellow symbol in my mind, I can’t seem to make it out now. Lightbulb? Lightning?) No explanation, but I can guess that it’s because we stepped out of line. A young, blonde woman who’s seated at the dining table turns around with a condescending tone says “Good luck even getting on this train again” and smirks. No idea who she was.
After exiting the train I bring up the situation to Q, Liam and our group. Everyone decides that they will abandon the train and we’ll find another way over to the part of the city we were trying to reach.
From there the dream moves to a night club that we are all at. I’m looking for something. I don’t know what it was. I’m having to make a lot of decisions, about what, I don’t know. The club is decorated in the dark tropical aesthetic. Much like the Vanderpump club in Vegas.
