Last night I dreamed I was having my wedding. Since my subconscious is much more creative than my conscious mind, I thought I'd write down some of these ideas before I forget them.
Here are some things that I liked:
Mozart playing while people were sitting (but where am I going to find an oboe player?)
I didn't have to plan anything. Somehow it had all been done for me.
I looked pretty awesome. I was wearing a purple dress for some reason.
Courtney and Thad were there. Their outfits were pretty awesome, too. But Josiah was late for some reason.
Here are some things that I didn't like:
It was inside.
Everything felt rushed.
I didn't recognize any of my bridesmaids.
I forgot to write my vows.
Hm. Maybe this dream wasn't really about my wedding. Oh, well. I liked it, and when I woke up I was happy. Then I remembered that I probably didn't get into the Spain program, and I don't know if I can be in today's dance performance because I missed the rehearsal (not my fault -- I was locked out of the building!). So it's back to reality. It kind of made me want to start planning my wedding, but I think I need to get this paper published first. Maybe if I don't get into Spain I can go to NH and look for some good spots this summer.
I wish the sun would come out. These clouds are getting kind of old.
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