The night before I took the LSAT I had a dream about Dude. I have only had a couple dreams about him since he has died, and I don't normally write them down. Oftentimes, it takes me a long time to tell anyone about them because I feel like they are my secret and nobody should know about it except me and Dude. I want to write this one down, but I think it is an important message for me to remember -- and an important message for our close friends to remember, too.
Here's the dream --
I went to visit Dude's brother in the hospital. He had a badly broken leg and had surgery to repair the damage. As I approached Matt's hospital bed, I saw him playing with some Redskins matchbox cars.
"Matt, where did you get those cars? I had given them to Mike some time ago. And, you are a Steelers fan! What are you DOING?"
"Mike just gave them to me."
"What?! How is that possible?! Where is he?"
"Jess, he's just around the corner."
"What do you mean?! What is he doing there?"
"Working at the Verizon store."
"Does he have a phone?"
"Yup. All we have to do is "call" him and he will be with us."
"But, if he is working there, we have to give everyone their money back. They think he is dead and have donated to honor him. I am going to get the list together to give everyone a refund."
"Jess, we can't tell anyone. It's just for us to know. But if you want him, just ask."
He's just around the corner!
Until I see you again...