The Money Dream...

It's been such a long time since I've had a dream about money. When I was young, usually around the holidays, I would have dreams about candy. I'd be at school, open my locker and there would be the plastic candycane filled with m&m's. Not just one but enough to spill from the locker and fill the hallways! I'd generally wake up, hoping that I'd have the big plastic candycane somewhere but reality is cruel and I would come to the realization that there was no candy.

As I got older the dream changed from candy to money. The premise would change; i'd find a bag of money, i'd play pool and win pockets and pockets full of money, or it might even follow the real life times when I actually found money on the streets (i had a little bit of good luck going for me from time to time, when I was younger).  But now that I'm much older, the dreams of candy or money just don't happen any more. But last night was the exception.

The dream was brief but here it is:
I'm in a convenient store buying some sodas. I'm standing at the cooler door, looking at 2-liter sodas when I see the reflection of a red envelope on the floor under a stand holding sodas. For some reason I'm distracted and make some excuse to bend to the floor. I crawl on my knees and reach for this red envelope. This thing has been there for a long time, it's covered in dust. I slowly open it to find a note (which i can't read) and hundreds of dollars! The envelope, which isn't bulging, is jammed with 100 Dollar Bills! Even though I'm dreaming I can feel my heart beating faster, and I start getting excited.

And then I wake up...