He was so close. He put his arm around my shoulder, giving me a side hug. We were running together and buying bottles of water, not that we'd ever done that before, but it was great. I commented, wow who would have thought after being so sick and with such a bad prognosis we'd be running together in a few months. We all shook our heads and smiled. It was so nice, it felt so real. Then I woke up. Then it felt really far away and upsetting... a new realization. A new thing I'll never get to do with him again. It still feels like it happened, like yesterday I was running with him, giving him hugs. I don't think that will ever go away.