city

I am with my girlfriend, AK. We are going out in the city; she wants to introduce me to rich friends of hers. On our way out she says she needs two tampons; I reach into my bag and have one, but don't want to give it to her because I need it. She says she will be back and goes to get one in another building. I look out the window and it is night. Tiny lights are on all around the city and it looks like an open jewelry box. I wait for my friend to return. Hours pass.
I make my way through the city and enter a party. The scene shifts and there are groups of people whispering to one another. No one seems to know me, or want to know me. I make my way to the end of the party area and soon I am being fitted for a wedding gown. It is my *first* wedding. There are tons of people gathered in a beautiful garden. A veil is placed on my head, and I begin to walk down the aisle with my father. My "husband" is not my real husband, but a big guy in a sloppy suit. Almost as soon as the nuptials are complete I am back at the dressing area and being prepared for my next wedding. Whereas the first dress was very traditional, this dress is short and puffy. I am told that I am a beautiful bride, and I think to myself, this time or the last time? Someone tells me that my first marriage lasted ten years, this one will last six. I walk down the aisle with a girldfriend this time. As soon as the nuptials are over, again, I am back getting ready for my third wedding. This time I walk down the aisle alone; no one tells me how long this marriage will last.