I was out the other night with a few friends, and we were having some cocktails. It was a nice night out with three people who were very close to David, and I became friends with them as a result. I was wearing a hat that belonged to David that day. All day I felt like the hat kind of fit… but not really fit. Like it looked on David.
It was sort of the theme of the whole evening. Things were, for the most part, normal. But all night, I felt more and more of an outsider, or a piece of the whole but the whole never materialized.
I took off the hat and put it in my bag because as the night progressed, I felt more and more like it represented him being there, and I was acting as his proxy and doing an awful job at it. WWDPD… What Would David Price Do? I found myself struggling to try enjoy the experience because it was as if I was responsible for playing both parts. It would be unlikely that I would know any of the people I was hanging out with had it not been for David. While I hung out with them all before, it was always with David. There was rarely a time when I would be with this particular group without David there. He was the hub of this whole thing, and I was just one of many spokes.
In the cab ride home later that night, I opened my notes app. I do this from time to time when I am thinking about something so I don’t forget the next day or when I go to sleep. I opened it this morning and read it….
“Tonight I needed you, lil’ bro. I was playing at being you all night and The Hat Never Fit.”
