At Costco

I dream I run into my deceased friend Jason at Costco (I do not have a membership and there isn’t one where I live).

I know he is dead, and I am excited to see him, and I think - as I see him at a distance - "Oh, Jason always has my back! I can ask for his help with this new project!"

When get near we hug and greet each other and when I ask if he wants to help or participate he starts telling me all about a script he is writing for a new Superman movie that might be optioned and how obsessed he is with this script and its his only priority right now.

When I woke I thought to myself: Jason would never be swept up in a Superman project. He loved Wonder Woman.