Another semester looms, and I'm wondering where the magic feeling is hiding. Right now it's hard to think of jumping back in. Perhaps this is why having 3 weeks off is a bad idea.
I got so, so sick at the end of the summer semester, good thing I had no exams. Still, I botched my paper for my LGBT Law class, too sick to finish it properly. I tried, sitting in the law library, typing and feeling oh so bad. Finally I gave up, printed it out, turned it in and went home to bed. Not what I wanted to do with that paper. I learned a lot, about the law and about marriage, strangely enough.
The process of researching that paper made it clear to me that there are a lot of people out there that value marriage highly. I guess I'd thought that all, or almost all, were cynics like me, at least by the time they were 40 years old. Not true, it turns out. Many enjoy the companionship and partnership that marriage is for them, and even if it isn't what they thought it would be, they have come to terms with what it is. I didn't know. Yet again, assumptions that took me off the mark. I wonder what it would be like to learn life lessons a little earlier in terms of years? Why does it take me until middle age to get some things that would have been extremely handy to know when I was 25?
Based on the syllabus, looks like a lot of reading this year for Con Law and Wills/Trusts. Perhaps the trick is that many don't read anymore by the 3rd year.
