Bad Dreams

I had my first legitimate wedding dream last night. It was the day of the wedding of course and guests were arriving at our old abandoned industrial looking ship location. I guess I had decided to take a nap on an old bunker when my sister came to wake me, telling me the guests were ready and it was time to go. We started trying to get ready and she wouldn't let me put on my wedding dress (that in the real world I spent half the day trying to get fitted yesterday,) she wanted me to put on this old vintage looking straight tube of a dress. I was like, "No sis, I know this dress looks good on me! Let me show you!" My hair wasn't done, I didn't have any makeup on, and some random pastor we didn't know was going to marry us. I finally got to my guy and realized we didn't have the vows written. I struggled out of my dream as he started to write them last minute regarding a diagram of cow's anatomy. Don't ask, I was wondering what the hell he was doing too.

I think it's time to write our vows and find someone to marry us.

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