I’m at sundance sitting at a table. There are things in the dream going on aside to this but they escaped my memory. It’s been ¾ of a year since Dave died but he comes up and sits across from me. I’m like, “Dave, what are you doing here? They interred you last year.” He replied that something happened and started to explain it to me when these young ladies came up and started gushing about how wonderful Dave is. We waited and he appeased them and they left. Again, he began to tell me what happened and more people walked up and started gushing about how fabulous Dave is and how much they appreciated him. Then I woke up.
 
 
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