Rose garden

Ever have a dream that seems so real that when you wake up you can't remember if it was an actual memory or a figment of your subconscious?

This happens to me a lot. Sometimes the dreams suck (tsunami nightmares that gave me waking panic attacks for weeks last year), but sometimes they're wonderful. Like the one I had last week, in which Adam and I decided to get married one sunny July afternoon in my parent's rose garden. I slipped on a long, flowy pink gown and kitted my sisters in white blouses and floral skirts. We all drank Jones soda and laughed all afternoon.

If only real life was so lovely!

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