Dreaming in Digital

I was sent an invitation by mail to an art show. It was addressed to Byron (my classmate in my sculpture class) and myself. I wondered how I was going to tell him about the invite when I didn't live with him, or have any contact. I was at my house, which was tall to the sky and made of steel and was very modern. I had made a giant sculpture that reached sky high, so it was on the roof. The sun was beautiful; it was noon.