It felt wired to talk about wedding plans. Since, I don’t really like the idea of a wedding and never have I ever thought about being a bride. I saw that picture, it looks like the most insignificant part of a big cottage, place to stuff unwanted stuff. A place for ashes, hidden memory and some curious children. But here I am, seeing that picture, “this is the place that I want my wedding to be.” A wedding plan just appear in my mind in no times, I know my later life too well. That I know who suppose to be there, who will do catering, what kind of lights I want. it seems like tales, story can just flow through me, but they are so vivid that sometimes I turn them into reality. It would be wired or should we say unusual, for people “to see their future”. But how should I describe this moment rather than all these fatalistic expression.