Purple Dress

Date: 4/16/2016

Evans and I had planned to go somewhere together but I had to do a choir performance first (I am not in choir but was in high school as well as in church as a teen). All of this took place what felt like inside an LDS chapel building, but it was exceptionally crowded and had shops and a garden (like a mall, kind of). I was wearing a gorgeous purple satin dress that made me feel beautiful. it had a flowy skirt made of a light fabric, and a fitted top. Evans had cut his hair and looked handsome in his tuxedo. He met me after the performance The performance was strange. The choir had sat in the audience until we were called up to do a surprise number to impress Vladimir Putin, who really looks like the Mikkelsson brother who plays Petrov in House of Cards. We got on a moving stage that slid back and forth across the stage like a pendulum as we sat there. I somehow wasn't on the moving stage but on the floor next to it, skidding along, or rolling along to keep up with it. The audience didn't seem to notice. Since it was a surprise song, the choir just sat there humming whilst the Choir director actually sang the words (and directed us) in perfect Russian. When the performance was over, the hall was very crowded and Evans and I would be late. I met him and explained I needed to get my backpack (which held items for a trip) but when we went to my seat, it wasn't there. I thought it might be in another room, where the choir got ready, so we ran around trying to find it together, not knowing where it was in the building. It was a bit stressful not finding the room, feeling like the bag might have been stolen, and knowing we would be late to where we were going. My skirt was long and beautiful as we ran, and I loved how I felt. We were laughing about the situation, trying to push through crowds and at some point I saw someone I used to know running past us the other direction. Otherwise, I didn't pay attention to the crowd. I asked directions to the other room from someone who looked like they might know and they pointed past a garden area in the building but when we got there, there was only the garden. It had a water feature, was mossy and grassy but not wet all over. It had natural stones in different levels and looked like someone had built around a forest but without trees. It had four large carved stone (marble?) pitchers at the corners and they were filled with plants. we used the handles as we ran to swing ourselves around the corners. I swung myself into the garden as he was chasing me. We were laughing and I tripped, landing on my butt, with my skirt all around, pretty on the green moss, facing him. He was chuckling and jogging towards me, bending down ... and I woke up.