I had this dream last night, except I wasn’t in it. \u00a0Which is very rare for a dream, or at least one that I have. \u00a0Usually I am an active participant in my dream, even if I am someone else entirely. \u00a0But in this dream, I wasn’t there. \u00a0It was like watching a movie. \u00a0I had no input over what was happening, nor an active roll, nor was I even a bystander in it. \u00a0I just looked on from above, or aside, or whatever.<\/p>\n
Anyways, in my dream there was a brand new huge courthouse. \u00a0It was epic in scale. \u00a0Really. \u00a0It was an off white color on the outside, and had curved walls that seemed to spiral upwards. \u00a0Inside the courthouse was packed. \u00a0It was the grand opening and it was a big event. \u00a0A man was on trial for some minor misdemeanor that I can’t recall. \u00a0Maybe a traffic violation. \u00a0Maybe a random altercation.<\/p>\n
What I do remember is how packed the courtroom was. \u00a0And how there were camera men, reporters, and audience galore. \u00a0There were two lawyers. \u00a0One was Nicholas Cage. \u00a0The other was a woman. \u00a0Nicholas Cage was the defense attorney. \u00a0I recall one of the reporters mentioning how in order to make this a complete event they had found the lawyers on the street (and in my dream there was a flashback of sorts of someone walking up to Nicholas Cage on the corner of a busy street and asking if he was a lawyer. \u00a0He hesitated and said yes, and was sort of impressed into to service as a lawyer for this trial.)<\/p>\n
The prosecutor said her opening statements. \u00a0I don’t remember what they were, but just that she pressed for a conviction and imprisonment of the man. \u00a0After her opening statement Nicholas Cage asked for a brief adjournment to complete his remarks. \u00a0He then asked to talk to the prosecutor privately and she agreed.<\/p>\n
They went down to the basement, where he admitted that he wasn’t really a lawyer, but that he was positive his client would get off. \u00a0When she asked how he said he knew the man was guilty but….<\/p>\n
And then shoved her backwards and started running away. \u00a0Underneath the new courthouse was a whole maze of what looked like damp and dank alleyways. \u00a0To throw her off his trail he took off his shirt (it was a red button down shirt… he had another shirt underneath it) and threw it on a bum who was pushing a shopping cart (who for some reason lived in the bowels of this giant courthouse). \u00a0I also recognized the bum from earlier in my dream but have no clue what part or what role he played earlier in the dream (if he was really there at all).<\/p>\n
Nicholas Cage continues to run through these alleyways looking for an exit. \u00a0I never see anyone chasing him, but he seems kind of desperate. \u00a0He then finds an electrical box, and pulls the lever shutting off all the lights.<\/p>\n
And that’s how the dream ends. \u00a0Which is weird, because I swear I remember it being dark in my dream after he pulled the lever, and it not being the end of the dream completely, but nothing else happens that I can recall.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I had this dream last night, except I wasn’t in it. \u00a0Which is very rare for a dream, or at least one that I have. \u00a0Usually I am an active participant in my dream, even if I am someone else entirely. \u00a0But in this dream, I wasn’t there. \u00a0It was like watching a movie. \u00a0I…Continue reading Lawyerly Dreams<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-65","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-daily_life"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p1DKK0-13","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/meisaj.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/65","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/meisaj.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/meisaj.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/meisaj.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/meisaj.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=65"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/meisaj.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/65\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":67,"href":"https:\/\/meisaj.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/65\/revisions\/67"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/meisaj.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=65"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/meisaj.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=65"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/meisaj.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=65"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}