Nov 02, 2010 14:06
I really wish I could have written down this dream before it faded. Here is what is left: There was some kind of trial or tribunal and I was the one on trial and there was the good in white and the bad in grey and the one woman in red that I know had something but I can't remember what. My Lawyer, (for lack of a better word) was in white but every time he did something wrong his clothing turned a darker shade of grey. I remember both the men in the black outfits and the white outfits were teasing and warning him about going all the way one color. I was wearing grey.