Yes, I'm talking about a wedding. Yes, I was getting married.
Everything was beautiful.
Huge crowd. All just waiting for the ceremony to begin.
In a white flowing gown, I was in the room restless, nervous, worried. A roller coaster of crazy emotions.
The door flew open, and they came in with news I dreaded to hear...
"He's not coming..."
There wasn't going to be a wedding.
Reality began to set it: I was left at the altar.
The room started spinning, I needed to sit, I felt sick to my stomach, a tear rolled down my left cheek...
And then I woke up on my bed. Not in a gown. Oh, and late for class.
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Yea I know, what a crazy dream.
But speaking of getting left at the altar, and I know it happens, I'm thinking, who would do that to someone? That's probably the worst kind of break up in history. Can you even begin to imagine being left standing without a groom/bride at your own wedding? What do you do with all the preparations? What do you tell the people who came? How do you get through something so awful? Like I asked, how could anyone be so heartless? I mean, if you don't want to marry that person, grow a pair and tell them as soon as you realize it, more importantly, way before the wedding.
Just to be clear, it was really just a dream. I'm not getting married, or anything like that. Far from it. Very far from it. Very very far.
I think I've been watching too many movies. Dang.
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