The night before your wedding can be quite eerie. Even when you know everything that's going to happen, every little detail is planned and discussed, it just remains a bit spooky. There's the big 'tomorrow' and then there's the 'now'. When you close your eyes and sleep, tomorrow happens. When you don't - it will too. The transformation of the night into the next day will just seem to last a little longer. But then again, wasn't it I who wanted to marry? And I wouldn't want to look like I didn't have any sleep last night, would I?
But the night is weird. Everything seems loaded with symbolism, and I just cannot get a grip on the 'how' and 'why' and 'when'.
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