I Had A Dream

Last night, I dreamt that Goldman Sachs didn’t exist. Hundreds of millions of people lived, dreamed, and died in a world without Goldman Sachs. The sun rose, the sun set. Two people fell in love. A dog barked. Life went on just a beautifully and tragically as it always has. The only difference? No Goldman Sachs. It was the closest thing to utopia that I can imagine.

That’s what happens when an insomniac finally falls asleep. Silly me.