A recurring theme in a lot of my dreams is counterfeit money. I’ll come into a large sum of cash and will buy something, but when I attempt to pay, the money I pull out is always in nonexistent denominations (three-, 15-, or four-dollar bills), the wrong color (pink, blue, tie-dyed), the wrong size, or has the wrong portraits. Sometimes it doesn’t look like money at all, sometimes it’s clearly Monopoly money, and sometimes it has obscure political tracts printed on one side.
The obvious interpretation of this is that I am skeptical of gifts, don’t believe that I will ever be rich, or just wouldn’t know what to do with any sort of money. Or maybe, you know, my subconscious is trying to tell me something about the ephemeral nature of the Benjamins.
Aww, maybe it is just student loans looming ahead. I know how you feel and then some, if that is the problem: I’ll be something like $100,000+ in debt when I graduate, and there is no way in my life I can imagine I will ever be able to pay for it.
It seems so unjust. Society tells you that you must get an education as we have to do the things we want to do and be generally worthwhile, but then it creates so many people with negative net worths.
I still predict that despite everything, you will be way ahead of me financially in the next five years. It just always seems to work out that way. Plus, you do not have glass ceilings and Good Old Boys to contend with.
Your money will be green someday.
I think, it fortell communist America revolution in 21st Century overturning captitalist pigdog and there won’t any Dollars, only everyone work together for common delight!
Or, maybe also you design America Dollars in Future America Treasury!
Other interpretations:
It might mean you’re supposed to switch to debit or credit instead of cash.
The counterfeit currency probably represents the artistic aesthetics of popular music:
“Whoever makes it, tells it not.
Whoever takes it, knows it not.
And whoever knows it, wants it not.”