I had the weirdest dream this morning. I dreamt I was getting married. I was quite panicked by the notion. He told me that his parents were on the way and I ran to my closet and opened it. I didn’t even have a proper wedding dress! My closet was full of other people’s clothes and little white tu-tus. I looked down at my feet and I was wearing a pair of brown Earth Shoes and corduroy pants.
Fast forward. We were married and sitting in the park. He was lovingly looking into my eyes and holding my hands. I felt trapped and nauseated. All I could think about was getting on the first flight back to China.
I woke up in a sweaty panic, relieved it was just a dream.