Four years and three law schools after…
The study of law is tiresome. I miss those days when I could just curl up in bed on any given afternoon and read a book. Something that would take me to 19th century England… Whatever happened to those days? I miss those days.
I’ve practically given up reading fiction for the more compelling law books. I’ve learned a lot since I began, sure, but It’s nothing to the joy of reading something for the mere pleasure of it and not because humiliation awaits if you don’t read the 300 pages you’re supposed to.
I still don’t know where this will take me. All I know is I can’t wait for this to be over so I can read the 130-something books I’ve hoarded.