Matt Does Not Climb Mt Rainier

I just had a dream. I was in a busy restaurant waiting for a table. Matt came in with a small entourage of followers, one of which was Dave. I said, “Hey! Did you make it to the top?” Dave quickly silenced me by shaking his head as if the question was not appropriate. Dave said Matt didn’t need to go to the top, that he decided it wasn’t necessary, like that kind of thing was for more common people, not for Matt. Matt was greeting people in the restaurant, shaking hands. When he got to me I could see that he was transformed. He had jet black shaggy thick hair and a sizable black beard, as if he’d been marooned somewhere for many months. He looked to be about 20 years younger.  He hugged me and then moved on to greet other people. Dave gave me a knowing look as of to say, “See, do you understand now?” I didn’t understand. I was amazed by the deep rich blackness of Matt’s hair and beard. As he moved through the restaurant I thought, things will never be the same now. I looked at Dave, he was nodding at me as if to say, at least you got that right.