01/10/2003 Archived Entry: "Nineteen hours..."

Nineteen hours left until the wedding, and I'm feeling very strange.

We had the rehearsal tonight, and we ran through the entire ceremony from beginning to end. It was a fascinating experience, and it went off entirely unlike the wedding I attended as a groomsman last year. The part that really grabbed me by the throat, though, was when the pastor had Laura and I clasp hands and repeat the wedding vows to each other, while staring into each others' eyes--exactly as if we were actually getting married. Up until that moment, I was on top of things, laughing, smiling, and havening a great time. The moment I looked into Laura's eyes and spoke those words, though, I was gone. My mind detatched from the rest of my body and wafted out above my head, and it's still up there.

I feel right now like I'm having this strange, out-of-body experience. After the rehearsal, the wedding party went back to my parents' house for the rehearsal dinner, which was excellent (catering by Mario's), but I floated through the meal feeling more and more detatched. There was gifting and...I feel like I'm babbling. I feel strange.

Next, the bachelor party; Laura's brother took the boys of the wedding party out to a pool hall and we played a whole bunch of rounds of pool. It was wonderful and strange at the same time. I know I'm usually a bit more descriptive, but it's difficult to write while I'm feeling so incredibly detatched.

My favorite part of the evening, though, was after the pool-playing, when my best man stopped by my apartment to pick up the rings. I've known the guy for fourteen years--I've known him since the fourth grade, when he played Spock to my Captain Kirk every day at recess--and I'm closer to him than to any other guy. We hugged, and there wasn't anything more to say.

Tomorrow, I will be complete.

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