I had a dream that my best friend came to visit me. It was perfect. I don’t even remember or care what we did. All I know is when he came to say goodbye, I kissed him, and asked him if I could go with him. He left, and was texting me, and I was getting ready to go with him, and suddenly I woke up… I woke up ready to text him and tell him all about my funny dream… And then I remembered…

My best friend passed away 192 days ago…