I had a dream...

About three nights ago, I had a wonderful dream(not many of those among the unpleasant imaginings flitting in and out of my repose these days):

I had sold something(some sort of technology) on what I vaguely recall was eBay for a large sum, and I recall clearly the amount printed on some yellow paper as '969 ...' or something close to that 6- figure total, as the proceeds of the sale.
In the dream too, I had a strong sense that the amount printed was in greenback denomination.

I tasted the sweetness of success, except that this was perceptible only on the tongue of my soul, a soul that has craved recognition and the right to be treated as a normal, regular person for as long as I can remember.

However, unfortunately, somewhere between the time I beheld that glorious yellow paper and the time I was supposed to receive confirmation that I was finally a millionaire(at least in most major currencies of the globe), I awoke, not too pleased with the disappearance of my 'fortune' but somewhat inspired to do something to earn it without my dream!