So I had a dream last night.
We were at my mom's wedding.
Odd considering my mom and dad have been married for a ba-zillion years.
Even odder is that the dream didn't much focus on the wedding, but more on the gowns. I was a bride's maid and the gowns were beautiful. Rich and deeply colored bodices that laced up in the front and elegant flowing silks. Mideval, but beautiful.
And the entire ceremony was held...on top of empty cardboard boxes.
Sometimes the boxes would collapse and people would fall onto the floor.
Oh yeah, Freud try to figure that one out!
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