Proof that I have been reading too many murder/legal mysteries, like the kind you pick up in the Airport newstands, I've been flying a lot. I wrote a mystery vividly in my dream last night. It was completely lucid though, as little sense as it made. I was special prosecuting attorney Sarah, assigned to a random murder case I remember little about It was my first major case and I had never tried a murder before. All the witnesses were friends and relatives. The One I remember was an uncle who happens to won a sports store. He said the defendant was an avid football fan. There was a football at the scene. Therefore he must be guilty. That was my whole case. I know there was other evidence but i dont remember any of it an it was only circumstantial, (as if the football wasnt?
Meanwhile, I lived alone in my parents house and I was having people over for a party the night before the trial. I had know idea was was supposed to do so i forfeited preparing for the trial, perhaps a suggestion on my college studying habits. I dont remember the actual trial, or I woke up.