Thought I was better, but the peculiar dreams seem to indicate not quite...
...That I was visiting with A***, an ex, amicably in Spain, the last chance we'd have to catch up...
...that my storage locker had fallen into the ground, and entering the top of it, clambering over the fallen boxes, I find a trove of silver bars, heavy, maybe 10KG each, there must be at least 50 of them here, I'm mentally doing the math, almost half a million dollars, I'm passing them up and out of the locker to K****, the boy's mother, she can use them...
...at the restaurant, not the restaurant, now a Chinese place in a mall, J***, an old customer, is letting people in, taking their coats up to a closet a few levels above instead of using the coat check, I'm annoyed, I shouldn't be here, it's not even open yet, but the place is busy...