Like most worthy endeavors, this law school journey is more of a slog than a Hollywood moment, or even a series of those moments. At any given time, we're more likely to resemble a person on Saturday morning after a hard Friday night, hair mussed, in sweats that should have been washed a few wearings ago, and bad breath- not to say we lack in the personal hygiene area. Rather I'm saying we are mentally and socially, and sometimes emotionally in that place. Somehow we move the ball forward but it's hard to see if you are watching, and sometimes we lose ground. But with enough time elapsed I can now look over my shoulder and see that where we began is far off in the distance.
I was told that we would learn a new way to think, and it appears we have to some extent. Certainly we speak a new language and find minute legal questions fascinating enough to carry an evening's conversation. Which makes us annoying to normal people, of course.
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