I had the strangest dream this morning. Don’t you hate having really weird dreams? Ugh. They always start my day off on the wrong note. This one especially. It was so random! So bizarre!
First, the setting: I was photographing a wedding in a Catholic church. Not your typical church, this one was 2-3 stories tall. The crucifix was hanging down behind the altar, not mounted to the back wall — because there was no back wall. Instead, this church was really active in gathering and donating food to the poor & needy. So the sanctuary was surrounded up above by metal shelves full of groceries. Industrial looking.
I’m supposed to be photographing this wedding. I take a few photos of the groom before the ceremony, but basically I’m doing nothing. I take some silly pose photo that he suggests, and then I’m hanging out. I see the bride start to approach the doorway to enter the church, so I think that I really should go take some getting ready shots of her. Then I decide I have to go to the bathroom instead. When I come out, the ceremony is starting, the bride is heading down the aisle, there is a different photographer there that she hired, and I was pissed! I knew the photographer but had no idea why she was there too. Made me mad! But not as mad as I was a second later when I realized my camera was missing!
Hunting everywhere for my camera, the bride still walking down the aisle, and I can’t find it anywhere! So annoyed; I wanted to photograph this wedding! The other photographer said to me, “Suck it! I only have one camera, and I’m using it!” I’m in such a panic, I only have one lens and no camera body, and there is just NO way I can photograph the wedding!
It was about this point that I decided this dream was really pissing me off, and I needed to wake up.
I’ve been off all day. All thanks to a dream. Ugh.
* Side note: I’ve never lost a camera; I always bring back-up gear to weddings; and nothing even remotely close to this has ever happened to me!