The dream of gold bullion bars

Yesterday I had a beautiful dream. I dreamed about my future and how my life will change. In this dream, I was 10 years older than I am now. I sold some gold bullion bars I had been holding in a box for years. The money was enough to pay for a trip to Africa. I went there with some friends and I paid for their travel, too. This was all a bit unreal because Africa in my dream was not really hot. It was cool and sunny there, and sometimes it rained but the rain was very refreshing. We went on safari and took some marvellous pictures of tigers, giraffes and elephants. But the animals in my dream were not that dangerous. I could go really near and they didn"t pay attention to me. Well, that was what the dream was about. The truth is, I really own some gold bullion bars. I inherited them from my parents but haven"t thought of selling them yet. I guess that if I sold them now, I wouldn"t get enough money to travel to Africa, but maybe in a couple of years gold will be much more expensive. Who knows, maybe I"ll get a lot of money. But I"m not going to spend all of it, of course. I"ll give some to my children so that they can pay for some courses or other things necessary for their education. And I don"t have to go to Africa on holiday, our seaside is enough for me, really.