Monday morning I woke from a long series of interconnected dreams. In one of them I was in an upscale, crimson-upholstered auditorium of some kind. Various real and imagined people from my life and past were there among the rows of chairs as very large coins floated down toward us from the ceiling, rotating slowly as they came. I was very involved with collecting my own stack of coins, mostly noticing the others from my visual periphery where I saw them also eagerly holding up their arms ...
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