Allow me to tell you some details, because now that a couple days have passed, I'm noticing some parts that might have been prophetic! In this dream, I wandered around a casino, looking for four friends, to give them money. I had a stack of five twenties in my left pants pocket, and a stack of five twenties in my right pants pocket. So, $200 I was trying to give my friends.
In this dream, two bad guys ran in with guns. I think they were dressed in black, like ninjas. Lucky that Dream HM knew the mob bosses who ran the casino! They yelled at me and my friends to "Head down to the tunnel!" I guess that was as secret hiding place. As my friends and the mob bosses scurried, somebody flung a bucket of coins in the air, which distracted the other patrons into crawling around grabbing them, and blocked the path of those ninja villains.
Saturday, I stopped by Orb K for some scratchers. Those of you who read my not-so-super-secret blog know that I am always on the lookout for coins, namely pennies, and keep a running total of what I find. I do a blog post every Saturday about my week's find. I only found a single penny that week, but while I was waiting for my scratchers, I saw a dime under the energy-supplement rack.
My fingers were itching to take out my phone and snap a picture of that dime! The sad thing is, I knew I couldn't get it. My fingers weren't long enough to reach down through that black metal rack. The dime was way back, almost against the wall. No way could my fingers touch it if bent over and stuck my hand under the front of the rack. That dime was not coming out unless I laid down on the tile and stuck my whole arm all the way back.
Yeah. That wasn't happening. Dang it! That's why the shelves need to be not-see-through! I really wanted that dime, but there was no use taking a picture if it wasn't coming home with me. Who takes a picture of a dime on a convenience store floor? That's just crazy!
It was kind of funny that my Friday night dream had a portion about coins on the ground, and people crawling around to get them.
On Sunday, I broke my scratcher habit of buying $5 tickets, and bought a $10. It came to me all at once, while I was standing at the sink brushing my teeth before I got in the shower. The boys won on the $10 tickets I sent them for Easter. So maybe I should try it. I didn't want to buy the same kind they won on. So I mentally picked what ticket I was going to buy, and the place. I'd been drawn to Country Mart's right-side machine for a few days. However... there had been people in front of it when I went in, so I'd been going to the left-side machine. I did okay at it, but I was still feeling like I should go to the right-side machine.
That's where I got this $200 winner! Such a coincidence, after that dream of running around a casino with $200 in my pockets.
Yes, I know I'm applying those dream details after the fact. Hindsight. Still... it was kind of prophetic. Thank the Gummi Mary, there were no actual ninja assassins chasing me!
4 comments:
You must have been extremely good in a past life to be reaping these rewards now. Of course you've also been awarded Farmer H to keep your feet on the ground.
River,
Heh, heh! I wrote a whole post last night about the checks and balances of Even Steven. I try to be good in this life, too, by helping out people like Neighbor Tommy, and donating to a few charities, and some college fundraisers designated for helping students pay tuition.
If I had a past life, it must have been in the mid-1800s in the U.S., or the Middle Ages in a castle area, because those are the time periods that fascinate me.
Perhaps they fascinate you because those are places you HAVEN'T lived yet.
River,
There are MANY places I haven't been, and they don't interest me. Like the places that fascinate The Pony: ancient Egypt, and Greece and Rome.
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