In real life I'm a professional photographer and have dreams all the time that I'm trying to take a picture and while I'm pressing the shutter button nothing happens, but this dream was on a different level.
I was walking with a group of people through the streets of what seemed like Haverhill. I definitely knew some of the people. I think my parents were there but there were also people I didn't know including a gay couple who's wedding I was supposed to be photographing. We were walking through neighborhoods on our way to the ceremony site. I didn't know anything about the wedding or where it was so I was following them closely. We eventually went by some houses with a lot of activity. There were hundreds of people in and out of a mansion type house partying like crazy. I kind of got caught up in it all. I saw some of the group we were with sit down and have a snack so it seemed like I had some time to look around. I ended up talking to someone who was at the party and was asking what was going on. She told me but I can't remember what she said. Eventually I realized I should really look for the group and I couldn't find them! I started to panic! I ran down a hill to the road and still couldn't see them ahead of me. I continued running down the road hoping I would catch up around a bend. After a while I realized I had to stop and try to make a phone call. I pulled out my iphone and it was all messed up! I couldn't find the buttons I needed to make a phone call. It was like the phone had a virus that had taken over. I ended up going into a building but I can't remember what I did in there. I came back out and tried to use my phone again but this time it was in the shape of a drinking glass. I was horrified! I ended up in a little alcove area where these toys were. I think the toys represented bad apps that had gotten on my phone and I had to separate out the bad ones. They were along the lines of legos. I was so frustrated that it was taking so long and that I had to jump through so many hoops just to make a phone call. I took a break and looked across the street where there was a church. A second later a gay couple (one dressed in feathers and sequins) came bursting out of the doors screaming "I'M SO MAD AT HER!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE SHE WASN'T THERE!!! WE NEED TO CALL HER!!!
I jumped up to run to them, I was hysterically crying and attempted to profusely apologize but I woke up because I was so distraught.
