July 17, 2015
I had a dream last night that was unusual. I never dream about my late parents, which I guess is also unusual. But Mom and I sitting together on a posh couch somewhere with outdoor lighting, a yacht, a restaurant? I'm fluffing the pillows for a more comfortable seat and settle in. I tell her, I've never worried about money. It's always been there. I work at something I've studied, sort of enjoy and the money comes. Also marriage helps. But NOW it's just occurring to me that to have a business you have to strive to get money. Pow.