the currency of sleep

this morning i woke with a quarter in my hand. exactly that, i woke up and my fingers were loosely wrapped around a u.s. quarter. in a half sleep it could take on a myriad of possible existences or meanings. in an awake state, it means that it's an odd thing to wake up with a coin in your hand. why bother even trying to figure out how the hell it got there. it was just there. and what is, is and what was, was. and it didn't even make my day feel richer.