Yellow house

Date: 10/9/2018

I remember going for a walk with Lauren. We were in a rural suburban area. Walking down a driveway with someone’s fenced back yard on the right and paddocks on the left. We came up to this beautiful hippy yellow house. From further away it looked like a coloured concrete facade but when we got closer it was actually yellow tiles. I loved it. We went inside and Lauren greeted an old friend and her daughter (I don’t know who they were). Skip I was sitting on her couch in this beautiful dark wooden accented room. We were talking about something (going to Brendon and Kelly’s wedding maybe? Possible my falling out with Lauren) skip. I ended up walking down similar outdoor roads with my parents, on our way to Kelly and Brendon’s wedding. People were going by, all dressed up. The beach was kind of a large one. As we walked through masses of people there was a market type fiasco going on. People everywhere. Most of which I “all knowingly” knew were from Kelly’s wedding. My parents and I were looking to get onto the beach. We walked between 2 old fashioned Gypsy market stalls. Coming up from the beach was Elliot with a baby in his arm. He moved sideward and mumbled Hi. So I confidently said hello how are ya and I flew on by him. I couldn’t see where the wedding would be held and wanting to avoid Lauren I went to find Kelly. She was up at a market stall fiddling with things. I asked her when the wedding was going to start. She said 4. I didn’t click on. I asked again on the way to her apartment suite. She again said it was at 4! Realisation hit me and I know I had missed it. It was already night time. Something happened in her apartment. I can’t remember what.