So last night I dreamed I was in Amy and Rory's wedding. Actually, a large portion of my family was, including my aunts and uncles and cousins who live in India. People kept having to go do things, which was delaying the ceremony. Which perhaps makes sense, given that in India being late to a party is kind of standard procedure, at least according to my dad, and my cousins do tend to take a long time to do anything, haha. Rory was getting upset that things kept getting put off. I was like the flower girl or a bridesmaid; I forget if I was supposed to be related on the groom's side or the bride's, or both. It was pretty fantastic and ridiculous, at least until my dream morphed and then it was like some unrelated hostage situation dream. Ahahahaha.
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