Dream A Little Dream

So I had this really strange dream last night. It was weeeird. I dreamt I was getting married but neither my parents nor my husband-to-be's parents knew about it because they were all overseas. We had all our friends together and I was in this wedding gown with the balloonish skirt (not liking it one bit) and for some reason, I had long wavy hair, with a lily tucked in at the side. Suddenly, I got cold feet and realised that this was the guy I would spend the rest of my life with. And I went, "uh-oh". I freaked out. So I took some time out and went for a walk. In my balloon wedding gown. I walked past my groom and he saw me but didn't seem to care one bit. Or maybe I was over-sensitive (gee, this is really starting to sound real). I didn't want to rush into a wedding, especially since our parents didn't know about it. But as I walked, and thought, and reflected, I realised that this was the guy I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. And my heart was settled. And I smiled.

And then, as all good dreams go, I woke up.

I don't know what it means. I don't want to read into it too much. I'll just take it that my brain has been overactive. I've had a lot on my mind lately. I need a personal retreat of sorts. Have a splendid week, all.