Dreamy Party

My friend Dave was the life of the party. He had a dry sense of humor and great taste in music. He created an out-sized presence in any room he was in. I dreamed that I was at a party in Chicago in his honor. The only problem was that Dave died in 2023.

He wasn't just there in spirit, but in presence. It was great to see him again and joke with him. Yes, of course we joked about him being dead. Music from a Dave-curated playlist was playing and there was Dave ephemera scattered across the tables. And was the life of that party.