A Dream of Sweet Allusion

All subsequent dreams, unless otherwise noted, are at least in mostly chronological order (when I don’t have dates or I didn’t e-mail the dream to Julia) as they all occurred this semester. Also, how is this fortuitous? I'm currently listening to Queen's "One Vision" and Freddie Mercury says "dream" like twenty times in this song. So the blog title is an obscure reference to that song.

“Sounds like something you would actually do” - Julia
It is my wedding day. I’m dressed and made up and hair-done and suddenly, I decide I don’t actually want to get married. It doesn’t sound like fun anymore. My reservations are purely material: I feel really bad about disappointing the people who came, the waste of the money and being embarrassed at being the one who broke it off. My would-be groom was a mildly famous pretty boy celebrity, and was late to the ceremony. I took that as a sign that he didn’t want to get married either so I quickly called it off. Then he arrived, explained that he was unavoidably detained but really did want to marry me. But I broke it to him as gently as I could that I changed my mind. He was kind of sad. And I felt badly about that. But honestly, it would have been worse if I had gone through with the ceremony half-heartedly.

College Dream
I was home from college, and I believe my intent was to have dinner with my parents somewhere. I just know I was driving my truck around Livermore at night and probably got lost or something. Then I parked and lost my car which really freaked me out because I was convinced my parents would be more upset

about that than me wandering around alone at night. I never said my dreams were rational. I was only mildly concerned when I ran into Trevor. He took me to his house where his mother was kind enough to give me a couch to sleep on and Trevor and I talked about our college experiences. Then I think Trevor got a little handsy and his parents found out (because of my vociferous objections and I had to leave. Then details get fuzzy. I know I also saw Scott and Sam, possibly under similar circumstances. I believe Sam helped me find my car and I finally got home, by the morning light. Even as I dreamt I was aware of the situation being very silly.