We careen rapidly toward a messy but definite ending of the summer term. And I am glad. It has a different feel, less definition than the regular semesters in the fall and spring. More possibilities, both for adventure and failure, or so it seems. It is easy to get lulled into a false sense that the pressure is off, the expectations are less. And suddenly my Crim Pro final looms, and WTF!
Saturday is my oral argument for Moot Court, and I'm mostly ready, and excited about that. I did not think I would enjoy it but I want more.
Books for next semester are coming this week. Another beginning, almost like a clean slate. It matters not what I did last year, or last semester. New opportunities and new challenges...
I wonder how life without law school will ever measure up, after the intensity and intellectual stimulation of these 4 years.
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