Still missed

Had a dream about Mac Wallace last night; or rather, a dream about him being dead, which he has been for a year and half now.  I miss so much our conversations.  He was always sure I had something to contribute, always wanted to hear what I was working on, and never put it down.  I didn't realise until he was gone how rare that is for me or how much I relied on it.  I only talked to him once or twice a year, but it leaves such an emptiness that I can't anymore.  Colleagues matter so much, even at long distance.