Lately I’ve been having the most vivid dreams. I wake up and feel as though I just spent a day/week/year living someone else’s life. It’s the most bizarre way to start my day. My dream last night involved a wedding (with no groom, natch) and me spending most of my time freaking out that my dress won’t fit and yelling at my Mother who kept adding flowers to the centerpieces. I’m sensing this dream is the perfect foreshadow for my real life. Except I doubt I’ll have much say in planning my wedding to begin with. If there’s one thing my Mother knows, it’s party planning. My Bat Mitzvah, along with my sister’s, were events.
The only thing I’m sure of when it comes to my nuptials (assuming I become betrothed someday) is that the guest list will be small. I hate being the center of attention and the idea of hundreds of people staring at me shakes me to my core. Oy. I spent most of my Bat Mitzvah red-faced waiting to get off the stage!
Thus concludes my dream analysis for today. Happy Tuesday!