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The 'what if' question has been plaguing me.
I had a dream the other night that I was getting married. I was crying and miserable about it, everyone was trying to convince me not to go through with it. My dearest friends were calling me pleading with me, telling me "Ashlee, he's not the one." I never got to see the groom, all I know is that he wasn't "it". The dream ended with me drawing on my wedding dress, ripping it up, and crying in the corner.
Dramatic and highly symbolic.... bordering on cliche. It certainly isn't something I dream about often... I usually dream about cultivating oriental fish and about yoda breaking into my house and eating raw steaks from my fridge (no I'm not kidding, this is the kind of weird brain I have... believe me when I have no control over it and I'm sleeping, my thoughts are acid trip worthy.
I had a dream the other night that I was getting married. I was crying and miserable about it, everyone was trying to convince me not to go through with it. My dearest friends were calling me pleading with me, telling me "Ashlee, he's not the one." I never got to see the groom, all I know is that he wasn't "it". The dream ended with me drawing on my wedding dress, ripping it up, and crying in the corner.
Dramatic and highly symbolic.... bordering on cliche. It certainly isn't something I dream about often... I usually dream about cultivating oriental fish and about yoda breaking into my house and eating raw steaks from my fridge (no I'm not kidding, this is the kind of weird brain I have... believe me when I have no control over it and I'm sleeping, my thoughts are acid trip worthy.