A little chapel

I had the weirdest dream last night. Imagine this setting: a little chapel on a green field, about a hunderd white chairs ligned up, seperated by an isle. I walk down the isle, holding the prettiest bunch of flowers you have ever seen: white orchids. Music starts to play and the people on the chairs turn around to face me.
All of a sudden, their gaze shifts to somewhere behind me. I turn around to see who’s following me and there I see in an all-white wedding dress: my best friend.
The sun is shining ever so brightly, lightening up her bright eyes ever more. She looks stunning and above all: she looks so happy.

My best friend’s wedding. Can’t wait for that day.

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