heave and yaw

Water bottle, laptop, books and papers strewn about. Rainy day at the law library, to study for exams. I want to mumble to myself, but feel constrained by the presence of others here. There is a walk way on the other side of a row of bookshelves where I can pace back and forth, memorizing, reciting and just moving. Also working on writing out some core concepts so that I have a way to string my thoughts together. And then I need to practice outlining a few exam questions. Tomorrow I switch to Evidence, which is by far my worst subject this year. I alternate between feeling I am making progress and feeling terror at what I still do not have mastered. Sort of like a boat caught in a storm, at one moment in control and the next completely at the mercy of chance.