I had an intriguing dream last night. I went into taco bell with the intention of getting two cheesy gordita crunches and a large baja blast. When I took out my wallet to pay I only had two one dollar bills, and a 500 dollar bill. I took out the five hundred dollar bill and I remember it looking beautifully crisp, and genuinely believing it was legitimate despite the fact one does not currently exist in our country. Anyways, I handed it to the cashier who immediately proceeded to rip it in half, needless to say I was pissed. I yelled at him but he turned around and ignored me. I asked a women who was working there why he ripped my bill in half, and all she told me was that she is no longer on the clock and then she walked out the door.

I've been having a lot of weird dreams lately and am thinking my sub-conscious may be trying to tell me something, what do you guys think?