In the dream, he’s about to marry a beautiful woman that he doesn’t remember ever seeing before. She seems nice enough and she acts as though they are in love.
In the dream, they’re celebrating the pending nuptials together, stag and doe style, though many of his friends are missing.
He tries to get a moment to himself to call them, to let them know the news, but he’s kept from it in all the fuzzy ways dreams keep you from the things you want most.
He thinks about calling it off but hesitates. This seems like the easier life.