Finding endless Money on an unknown Street

"i was walking down some street, not one i recognize, and i found a twenty just sitting on the sidewalk, which felt exciting in this uncomplicated way, just pure luck. i picked it up and kept walking and there was another one a few steps later, then another, like the street was just lined with it, and i remember my pace picking up, almost jogging, trying to grab it all before someone else noticed. i stuffed it in my pockets until they wouldn't hold any more and started using my shirt, holding the bottom of it out like a basket, still finding bills tucked into cracks in the sidewalk, under a bench, stuck to a lamppost somehow. i wasn't questioning any of it, just fully in this rush of picking it up faster and faster. then i was inside somewhere, a store maybe, and i dumped it all out on a counter to count it and the number kept changing every time i looked away and back, climbing higher than what i knew i'd actually picked up, and instead of that confusing me it just made me more thrilled, like the dream was rewarding me for something. i remember thinking about all the things i could do with it, half formed plans, paying something off, buying something specific i can't recall now, that rush of possibility without actually landing on one decision. someone behind the counter was smiling at me the whole time, not saying much, just watching me get more excited. then i was stuffing handfuls of it into a bag, still finding more even inside the bag itself, like it was generating on its own, and i remember laughing, actually laughing in the dream, at how much there was. woke up still feeling that leftover buzz for a second before remembering none of it was real, a little bit of a letdown honestly once it actually registered."