Maybe I should not admit this. I thought I dreamed it, but I didn't. It is real. Four months after writing the post about looking for my lost 3'x3.5' artist portfolio, I found it in the front closet. Guess I don't hang up my coat enough. I was tidying the dining room and wanted to hang up my winter coats. I opened the closet door and found the portfolio. I didn't pull it out. I was tidying during a commercial and wanted to get back to the TV quickly.
Taking a break at work, I remembered the what I thought I had dreamed. It wasn't a dream. At last, the lost portfolio has been found. Yeah!