So I woke up around 3:30 this morning and had a full-fledged panic attack.
Amazing. Except not really.
I had a dream that even once I woke up I swore was real...
In my dream, I was planning on wearing my mother's wedding dress. (In real life, I am not.) In the dream, the dress looked nothing like my mother's actual wedding dress, but I just knew it was her dress (dreams are tricky like that).
I was on my final fitting a week before the wedding and we realized that the flowy skirt wasn't actually a skirt...IT WAS PANTS!
I literally was sitting in my apartment this morning losing my shit until I realized...wait a minute...I just tried on my actual dress last week and it isn't my mother's. Duh!
And then I went back to sleep.
11 more months of this, people. Deal with it.
11 hours ago