i hadn't thought of steve for a month or so and randomly had a very very vivid dream about him last night. he was getting married, never saw the bride nor did i know who it was... i just remember it was me, him and our friend mike d from pensacola. steve walked into the living room after coming back from the liquor store and was carrying a box of liquor, wearing some crazy tux top for the wedding with baggy shorts and he was wearing probably15 hats! he looked like a goofy mother fucker and he just started spouting off some random shit that got all of us riled up. then he told me to go into the bathroom, turn the lights off and just stare into the mirror. i did and it seemed like i went on a wild psychadelic ride, like an acid trip or something... when i came out of the bathroom, he and mike d were hiding and then jumped out and scared the shit out of me. mike had a mask on and steve just scared me with his face. they were laughing so hard... then i woke up.
anyhow, i really appreciate dreams like these so i figured i'd share even though it's wildly random. so vivid and so nice to revisit with the ones you lost through dreams. :) RIP bud.