freak-out

Today, I am freaking out about my wedding dress. Or, rather, I am freaking out about not being in love with it (today). But then I look at pictures of it and I am comforted but then I think about it again and I freak out more and...

...why do I feel like a psycho? Is Aaron right? Do I change my mind more than any person on the planet? Should I calm down? Take deep breaths? Realize that I've never felt this way until today?Does a silly dress matter that much? But, I love it! Right? Yes! But what is freaking me out about it? I don't know! Oh, Lordy.

Ok, calm down. 

Back in a few.