I had a random dream about law school last night â€” the first I can remember in a long time. Class was getting out and I was stuffing my notes into a big accordian file when another student asked me if I thought maybe it was time to try to organize my things a little more. In my mind I realized that this student knew that I was just stuffing every note and paper I got from law school into this file and never looking at it again. So I confessed to that. I said, “Sure, but that would mean I’d have to spend time on school outside of class, and I never do that.”
“Well, that exam next week is going to be pretty tough,” this student said seriously. I smiled and nodded and got the heck out of there but I woke myself up with the miserable anxiety of “OMG, I haven’t studied! That test is going to kill me! I don’t know any of this stuff! OMG! OMG!”
Sometimes I miss law school (mostly all the “free” time it offers). Not today.