I dreamed last night that my sister was getting married -- she had the most beautiful confection of a wedding dress -- light, airy, like puff pastry, and a stiff cream fabric akin to meringue. It had the most gorgeous train (full and exceptionally long) and she would be descending to the ceremony via a lengthy wooden staircase. It was perfect.
Unfortunately my husband and father were not present so she asked me to walk her down the aisle (I may or may not have been wearing a tuxedo).
...And then I think monsters were coming so we had to leave before the wedding started. Whenever my dreams get too realistic my nightmare fodder shows up.
Ridiculous.
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