Dreamt that Ian and I got back together.. Being here and having spoke of him over dinner last night must have triggered it. Again in dream, I was not aware of the suicide... Still hard to swallow waking up to reality... In dream we were shopping in some home improvement type store. I got annoyed with him over something.
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The story flip-flopped between 1st person and 3rd person... a small Russian family .. Young mom, dad and infant... In 1st person I was the mom... In 3rd person it was someone else that was supposed to be playing me as if it were film based on true events. They turned into renegades just barely escaping Canadian authorities for some crime that resulted in a high speed chase. How this family outrun the troopers in their little maroon station wagon is a mystery. But then the mom wanted to go back into Canada cause the grocery found there wasn't found elsewhere. The dad protested but they still went ... This part of the dream felt tense... Had to be on high guard and constant watch. I remember a scene in the grocery store..their purpose for crossing the border again.. And a scene in the hotel room... The door to the room open with clear view of the street... The corner of their maroon car visible as the watched for a patrol car to spot the vehicle likely on some watch list. The mom was singing to the baby and the dad told her she was singing too loud.
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