I miss Jeff, the haunted robot that used to give me piggy back rides home from the bar. He would bum me cigarettes and listen to me cry about all sorts of silly nonsense. He also had a great screeky laugh. Now that I no longer live in the future, he doesn’t exist yet and so I miss him. Hopefully I will make it back or I will live long enough to see him again. He was, is and will always be… a good friend.