Date: 2/16/2019
By anacognate
I dreamed that I was chatting with Matt and Emma and Josh in Fairbanks before their wedding and Matt mentioned that he played music at MY wedding. I couldn’t remember until he described it and suddenly I recalled a very familiar memory of marrying someone (identified only as Jesse’s friend? Looked like Jem in memories). I then went to my room and opened up a box with the label “memories sealed away in a rosewood box”. I found wedding pictures and paperwork and planning sheets. I had a distinct feeling like “whoa, I totally forgot about this really important part of my life for a minute” before I remembered the amiable divorce that happened shortly after. That left a bitter taste in my mouth. Rest of the dream was fondly and ambivalently recalling this fictional relationship to my friends. Josh didn’t know I was married. Neither did I, I guess.