Last night, I had a dream about my bicycle. A beautiful black miyata, vintage. I was laying in the grass, as I often do after a ride, next to my bicycle. The grass was crowded in my dream.
There was a man and his friend sitting somewhat close to me. He made an offer to me, to purchase my bike. He offered me $850.
I paid $500 dollars for my bike.
I remember considering this in my dream, considering 850 dollars.
I said no.
And I rode away.