One of the most horrid dreams ever.
(But appreciated)

I dreamt, that I impulsively married someone, because they said exactly what I needed to hear, and in theory it (it being a 'we') was (were) perfect. And in those matter of seconds, I dropped someone else off in the process because that's what you do in dramatic dreams.

And then skip the next morning, we wake up in my bed, and it' s like cool. I like the ring on my finger, thinking, 'when did that get there?' but also a bit of 'eh, it's pretty.' But then, myself and Phantom suitor have zero spark. Phantom suitor is zero fun. Phantom suitor and I have zero compatibility. PHANTOM SUITOR WAS THE BIGGEST MISTAKE OF MY LIFE!!

I then seek out the help of all my friends, (who happen to materialise downstairs in my kitchen) and very soon realise I have done the most idiotic thing, because I am not in love with Phantom Suitor, but with my Jilted Lover. But I know my Jilted Lover, and he does not forgive easily. Plus Phantom Suitor whose heart I also will break in the process is added into the messy equation. Added to my parents freaking out, because I 'got married' at some large scale gala-like event, and everyone knows about this. Except for some reason, it's wasn't too bad, because they too realised this was some strange sexless marriage.

Then Sitara the Evil Whore, goes upstairs eventually, to talk to Phantom Suitor. Phantom Suitor understands, and had figured I felt this way. He had sent someone to talk to Jilted Lover. Ily Phantom Suitor. Well not really. Obviously.

Then, finally, I go to speak to Jilted Lover, and my Phone rings.
And I wake up.

I was so glad to wake up. So glad. Like it was a lot more horrible than it sounds. But it was a little poignant.

So that is my dream. Nightmare. Yes.