(let’s hope not, at least in this case)

This story is wrapped around a dream I had last night. It goes like this:

A lady I know passed away a while back. Her family decided to not have a service, but maybe something will be done later. That’s not so uncommon, this day and time. Cremation has made it even more possible to delay things a bit, you know.

But I walked in the cafe where I usually have breakfast and a fellow I know was sitting there drinking a cup of coffee. He invited me sit with them. After I took my seat I introduced myself to a lady sitting at the table. She didn’t respond when I greeted her. But I didn’t think that much one way or the other.

Me and the fellow conversed for a bit. Then he gestured toward the lady and said “did you recognize Mrs. Smith” ? I admitted that I didn’t really think I knew her.

He went on to explain that a new process, not exactly taxidermy, let them recreate a life size model of a person, just from a photograph. It’s like printing a 3D Model of that person. They dial back the age to where that person was the happiest, at the happiest with their own looks.

By doing this they could take the person’s likeness around to places they frequented, restaurants, bars and even the beauty parlor and people could enjoying reliving to good old days.

It took me a little while to get used to the idea. He said that in the future with AI, they would be able to make models that looked the same but could also converse with their friends.

I finished my coffee and found the door faster than usual. But it was a heck of an experience.

But I was glad I woke up when I did.

Am I going to be okay?