Pieces of a Comeback

I was with my friend Randy C (who I saw yesterday for the first time in a long time) and I guess we were selling his old junk that I had helped him go through to the dump. While we were there I found an old electric guitar, red colored, that had a cool sixties kinda roundish body with a speaker in it. It played and sounded cool. In the end I was counting the money, pulled out a big wad of cash and handed it to Randy to count. I dug around for a while and came up with I think about $13.

I remember thinking it was strange that Randy just put the money in his pocket like that was his cut (for some reason I feel like he had only about $36). I asked him what was doing with the money and he said 'well you got that guitar, right?'. I thought, ya, I guess I did, and we called it even.

While I was writing this I remembered pieces of some other dreams from last night. In one I think I was selling books. I remember a huge counter in shape of three sides of a square, like a square U. I remember huge lines, like a back up of people, but can't be sure if it was outside in a parking lot or indoors.

I also remember very vaguely a part involving Dion (who I received an email from yesterday after not having talked for a few weeks) and us needing to open a bank account for some money or move money from one band to another, or maybe just close out an account. I can't remember why we had this account though, or what exactly we were doing.

During the dream with the guitar I just started to be aware of myself in the dream near the end. I think I could have stayed in it longer if it weren't time to get the kids up for school. It's another season of not getting much sleep.