Does that make me crazy?

I had a bad, bad dream last night. I was with an ex boyfriend (no WAY I am saying his name) in his car and we are both married. Yikes! I had no idea how I got there or why we were alone but I was very uncomfortable. My blouse kept popping open and the next time I looked down I realized I was dressed very skimpy. We pulled up to our destination and there was everyone I knew. Where were we? We were at his wedding! He and his wife had planned to renew their vows for their anniversary. So I get out of the car with this guy, dressed like a hooker and everyone stares at me. His wife is fuming. Trying to not make a bad situation worse I just slink over to the sidelines and wait for the ceremony to start. He finally asks me to leave, very publicly, because I am ruining their special day. I was mortified.
I still feel like I need to call someone and apologize for something. No, I haven't been watching any soap operas or movies, either. I am a strange, strange person.