Dream Journal
I am 11 or 12 years old. Mom tells me to help Grandma with her potatoes (my grandmother in my dream looks and acts nothing like my waking life grandmother). Every year she sells her potatoes to help the poor through a local charity.
For every pound of potatoes she brings, she is paid $1. I help load the potatoes into a tin bucket the charity is using for weighing the potatoes. After a few buckets, I realize that the people weighing and tallying the potatoes don’t realize Grandma had acres of potatoes. She and I keep refilling the bucket and potatoes fill the room.