A Serial Dream!
Ha, ha. Apparently, my brain hates a cliffhanger. This morning, it actually took up the dream that I had three nights ago, involving Bing as my boss at a legal department of some sort, where it left off. His assignment was for me to locate a guy named, "Jeff" at my old job in the Sheriff's Office. The dream ended before my ever finding Jeff.
This morning, I located Jeff in his old office on Chambers Street. He was jacketless, had his feet on the desk, hands in the back of his head. Relaxed. He had read the file and was intrigued by the problem it presented. He appreciated the research I had done and was even planning on writing something for The Law Journal, a prestigious step for a City attorney. He wanted me to go back and interview the respondent which would have been highly unlikely in reality, but, seemed to make total sense within the context of the dream. End of dream, just about an hour ago.
This morning, I located Jeff in his old office on Chambers Street. He was jacketless, had his feet on the desk, hands in the back of his head. Relaxed. He had read the file and was intrigued by the problem it presented. He appreciated the research I had done and was even planning on writing something for The Law Journal, a prestigious step for a City attorney. He wanted me to go back and interview the respondent which would have been highly unlikely in reality, but, seemed to make total sense within the context of the dream. End of dream, just about an hour ago.