So my dream last night…

I had a dream that for some reason, I signed a marriage license with a boy I’ve gone to school with since kindergarten. We were supposed to have a small ceremony (not including family just friends?) and it was on the same day as a few other people I knew were getting married, at the the same place. I was all dressed and ready to go and he was nowhere to be found…he was out with his friends. Stuff gets a little scrambled here which happens a lot in my dreams, I ended up somewhere without knowing how I got there. Once I was back at the house I guess I lived at with a few good friends I then found him in a room with one of my best friends…

  I don’t know why this strange dream is bothering me so much…I guess because everything I’ve been doing lately is based around planning my best friend’s wedding and I’ve been thinking about marriage and all that jazz so much that even in a dream the idea of it being ruined by one of my closest friends and the idea that the  boy just sort of fucked me over has kept me in a funk all day.