25 September 2006: Heavy. Gray. Clouds disentangling from the cold blue earth bear upwards.

Fall of your second year will eat you. It will eat you whole, lick its lips, and pick its teeth with your datebook. And while you’re deep in the belly of the beast, trying to figure out what compelled you to take on the number of responsibilities that you did (ha, ha – sucker), you had better be working on more productive things than writing posts for your law school’s student blog.

Today’s post is brought to you by the concept “time,” the fluttering in my throat at the thought of facing another week of deadlines, and the letter C.

I [heart] law school. I really do.