I had a dream in which I was driving on a superhighway in the American South. I stopped when I saw some boxes off the road. They turned out to be legal files, something to do with a Uniform Commercial Code sale after a company defaulted on a debt. I figured out that the files belonged o a lawyer named Spencer Atwill. I took the boxes to his offices, where I was able to give them to a firm paralegal. But i never received a proper thank you, though with post-dream hindsight, I am not sure seeing a thank you was very noble. I last call trying to figure out a flight to take home.