Engaged With No Groom

I've had several strange dreams this past week that I haven't blogged. A couple of them have been quite violent. One dream I was kissing Nick in Chicago, and I missed them both.

Last night's dream, I was less than 2 weeks away from my wedding, with invitations out and everything planned, kind of like real life, except I didn't know who the groom was going to be. I wanted to be engaged to this one guy, and although it seems that we had been close, we hadn't talked in a while and he didn't love me near as much as I loved him. Then there was an old boyfriend who I kept running into at Disneyland, and he was more than willing to marry me, but I just didn't feel right about marrying him until after we'd kissed for a while, and every day I went through the same thing (not feeling good about it until after kissing for a while). I didn't know why I had planned a wedding when I didn't definitely have a groom. I didn't know who I was going to marry, because the person I wanted to marry didn't really want to marry me and I didn't particularly want to marry the person who wanted to marry me. When I woke up it took me a minute to figure out the dream wasn't real, and I was so grateful to be engaged to someone who loves me as much as I love him.