friskin

Dream: I am in a city (New York? Ocean City?) on vacation with my family. I leave the hotel and walk a few blocks. There are carnivalish establishments on one side of the streets and more hotels on the other. I get lost... Eventually I go into one of the hotels and find Diane (this person actually kept changing as time went on) who was going to help me get back. Looking through the phone book I remembered that the hotel's name began with an "O" and from there I was able to find the address.

When I get back, my sister and I have to prepare for our weddings. She already had a white dress on and I was instructed to go to my room and put on my dress (which turned out to be my red homecoming one). Part way through getting ready it occured to me that I should not be getting married because I'm only sixteen and I'd be the only one in my school wearing a wedding band and how strange it is that my parents should want me to married at such a young age...