I dreamt that I was getting married. Now this sounds like a wonderful dream, but it was far from it.
I dreamt that after a long road trip with my mother that involved stopping at creepy houses in the woods and driving on lots of dark, windy roads and playing video games, we got to a campground resort type place. There were lots of log cabbins and big lawns and such. This is where the wedding was going to be.
AJ had told me that he didn't want to get married, but I was aparently desperate to have a wedding, so I was going to marry Mitch (who definitely wouldn't be marrying me in real life, because when we were 16, he broke up with me because of our religious differences). I was in the room where we were going to have the ceremony, in my wedding dress, placing flowers and seeing to last minute details. Then I started pannicking because I realized hadn't ordered bridesmaids' dresses or a flower girl dress. While I'm running around trying to figure out what to do, my girlfriends from college bust in in full Disney princess costumes, wigs and all. We're finally ready to get started, but we were doing the wedding backwards, in that I was already in the room and Mitch was going to be walking in. I guess we decided to take a break before we started, because the next thing I remember is being outside where they were setting up the reception, which kind of looked like the Renn Faire. Then Mitch came up behind me and we saw each other (again, something that will never happen at my real life wedding). He looked strange, although in the dream I didn't notice; I remember now that his eyes were too close together and he was wearing green eyeliner.
We walked around talking, and the more we did, the more I realized that this was wrong, that I couldn't marry someone I didn't love. It wasn't fair to him, to AJ, or to myself. So I told him this, and somehow I got hit in the stomach by a spear (there was an underlying Hunger Games feel to the whole thing), but I was only minorly inconvenienced by it. Somehow I ended up in a car with AJ.
I really don't remember much after that. I mostly remember how happy I felt that I was going to have a wedding, and then the gut-wrenching pain and guilt that I was not marrying AJ.
It was not fun to wake up from.
