restless dreaming....

After several month of not being able to recall much of my dreams. I think to some degree I've been avoiding dreaming, these last couple nights I've had some intense roaming dream images...Partially I believe they may have been induced by a decent amount of toxins flowing through my blood stream, the shot of Scotch, and what you could easily say is an excessive amount of PBR, the king of cheap beers. As I fell asleep I was first aware of being in my bed laying down with a beautiful face looking back at me, an angelic beauty who smiled at me softly, and I was washed over with a feeling that all was well in the world, and as if that was a waking moment I fell again into sleep inside this dream. The dreaming that followed consisted of Images of faces, people, places, much of it covered in snow, and much of the time I was wandering from place to place in at attempt to keep appointments, or catch up with people, partially there was a feeling that I had been left behind and was trying to catch up. The tone of the dream was the blue of the winter city at night. I remember meeting many different people in the dream. There was a point where I stopped in to listen to a concert of sorta funk/raegee/choir band, they had a maybe 20 people on stage, a lot of them just singing, there was a dj, and I don't remember was instrument, but they varied quite a bit. I remember having to leave because the music affected me, and I became uncomfortable and so I headed out bank into the cold, later I was trying to get back home and ran into a girl who was climbing some large stone steps that where as I was climbing down them, I failed to see her at first because I was very fascinated by the architecture of the building that was at the bottom of the steps. Any attempt to describe it would likely be misleading, describing architecture is something I really lack the linguistics for, but I can say it was not overly spectacular, not perhaps moreso the our local library, which is a very nice building. Well when I did notice the girl she turned to speak to me and we started talking. She was very elated that she was an actress, and she had just spent the last 3 nights performing in her first play. I asked her a bit about how that made her feel, and she continued to talk about it for a while. She also had 2 silver bottles that where rounded larger at the bottom and narrowing out at the top. She gave me one and we drank as she talked. After a time I told her I had to go and continued on my way. As some point I ended up with my ex girlfriend, who was on top of my and trying to coerce me into sex, on top of my grinding against me, I knew that she was trying to drain me and I could not allow this, she was a predator, fortunately I was able to flee when she was distracted by a knock at the door, and jump into a moment where the house was filled with visiting 'family', I has met these people earlier in dreaming in a brief daytime moment of passing they visiting from out of town. Well within moments they where pulling out all of the dishes and breaking them and screaming, so I was able to slip out, thankful for the distraction. There was more and I can't say I'm sure of the order of any of theses events mostly memory of dreaming comes in fragments. Well perhaps in nights to come I will continue to wander the twilight city.