Friday, December 05, 2008

The Pre-Trial Pep-Talk From my Subconscious

Some people dream about sex. Some people dream about money. I dream about court appearances. I woke up in a cold sweat this morning after having a vivid dream where I told a judge to do something anatomically impossible in open court. Three times. And then I went to jail.

At 4:30, I woke up and panicked: I had a trial this morning. I was under-prepared. I had plenty of holes in my evidence. The client is suffering from amnesia. I can’t remember how to use exhibits. I’m a hack. I’m a hack. I’m a hack. I'm going to lose. I'm going to get fired. I'm a hack. I'm a hack. I'm a hack.

By 4:35, I was back asleep.

By 11:00, I had my victory.

My brain is attempting to ambush me.