Falling Down

I had a very disturbing dream last night, disturbing enough that I'm only now able to remember pieces of it. I dreamt that I witnessed a woman jumping off the top floor of a high rise. I knew she jumped off because she was mentally ill. Then I found myself entering the high rise. The top floors were owned by BigLaw. BigLaw had its library on the top floor. Although it was BigLaw, the desks in the library were all surplus metal desks from the '50s. All around were stressed out lawyers with frightening intelligence pouring over 18th century texts. Most of the books were behind locked grating. I was waiting for a guard to kick me out. I went onto the balcony and looked down.