Last night I had this awful dream.
I was looking for a dress for our wedding on some dress racks in a park. Someone said that I should put one on quickly because my wedding was starting. I put on a brown one, as I plan on a fall wedding and do not want to wear white. (I look gross in white, really washed out.)
So, I go to where the wedding is in the park, and instead of the small 5 person wedding we have planned, there are a ton of people there. I am looking around and I tell Vic “This isn’t what we planned on!” He just says “I know”. There is a flower girl and a ring bearer and they are wearing red and black. I don’t know who they are. There is a maid of honor and a best man, and I don’t know who they are. The only people I know there: one girl from Minnesota Atheists, and one old friend.
We start the ceremony, and a man I don’t know comes up to me and tells me that an employee is calling, because he can’t work tonight and he wants me to help him find cover. I ask if it could wait until after the wedding.
I look down, and Victor and I are wearing the same shoes, except his are untied. He ties his shoes, and everyone laughs. I laugh too, because he’s so cute.
The lady marrying us is this giant black woman. She pushes over a cherry blossom tree to prove that love can conquer all, and she tries to put it back up, but it’s not working that great. Then she invites people from the audience to come up and share their thoughts. I tell her that this is NOT what I want, but she won’t listen. There are a bunch of old men, and they start talking about god, and heaven, etc. I get very upset that my wedding is totally being ruined by religious talk. Then I wake up.
5 responses so far ↓
Colloquy // February 22, 2009 at 9:37 pm |
How do you remember your dreams? It’s impossible for me. The best I can do is tell someone about it right away if it’s worth remembering.
And then – they don’t usually remember either.
sunnyskeptic // February 22, 2009 at 9:40 pm |
My dreams are more vivid and real than anyone I have ever talked to. I also have sleep paralysis. If I were prone to religiosity, I would believe that I was visited by ghosts, or something else. I know, though, what is happening and why.
I’ve had dreams from years ago that I can still remember like I just had them. I do forget some, but it’s rare. I am told this is weird, but it’s just always been like that for me!
Mrs. Grackle // February 23, 2009 at 10:27 am |
I don’t remember my dreams, either, although I do still remember some I had as a kid.
I like the shoe-tying. You two were tying the knot!
nunya // February 23, 2009 at 1:42 pm |
Dudette, do NOT publish any planning details.
I can’t explain my dreams to people. Think The Cell and be grateful yours aren’t that bad.
Recurring dreams (fucking nightmares is what they were) were a part of my life until abot 5 years ago.
Alison // September 2, 2009 at 7:03 pm |
Hi,
I would like to know the source of the picture of the apple blossom tree. It’s sooo beautiful.
Thank you