A dream

Last night, I was really so tired.  I felt so unwell.  So I didn’t write anything.  So this morning, I wanted to write something.

Last night (or early this morning) I had a dream.  I dreamt about our wedding again.  This time, it was different.  I remember much clearer this time.

We were somewhere.  It looks like a church but doesn’t seem to be.  Probably a small church.  I was waiting in front of the aisles for you.  The organist starts to play wedding bells and I watch the front door for you.

After a few minutes, you still didn’t appear.  I became worried.  I started thinking.  Maybe you changed your mind.  Maybe you decided you didn’t want to marry me after all.  Oh no!

But luckily you came in. and you walked all the way to the front.  And I hold your hand.  And we said our vows.  And we got married.  And I kissed you.

Then, we left because the wedding ceremony is over.  We were preparing for dinner. 

I remember in my dream, I was alone with my dad.  And I asked him, “Do you think I made the right decision?”

And he replied, “You never know if it is the right decision.  You just accept it as right.”

*** SPOILERS – THIS DREAM BECOMES FREAKING WEIRD***

He brings me to the elevator in the hotel (we were having a reception in the hotel).  He pressed 98 floor and we went up.  Once the door opened, I could see the whole world.  But not normally, like everything was in abstract form.  Like a painting?

He said, “When your mind is at peace, it is like this now.  It is slow and beautiful.  But if your mind is troubled, the world will be hideous and chaotic.  When you want to think, you can come here and calm down.  This used to be my personal space, but I give it to you now.”

Then, things became even weird.  There was a monster.  And stuff.

I love you.  I hope our wedding will be happy and cheerful.