Cap It Off

Today I was fitted for my graduation cap and gown. It is hard to believe that I’m almost done with law school. As the first spring breezes hit my nose and the days lengthen, I face the stampeding reality of the “real world.” Not that the “real world” is anything I fear. But soon I will be leaving the sheltered bubble of academia; I will be giving up the comforts that I have enjoyed for the last 20 years of my life.

No longer will it be acceptable to answer questions by saying “pass.” Soon I will not be able to plead “but I’m a poor student.” Work attendance is not the same as “class attendance.” Dedicating anything less than my full effort to a project may cost a client thousands of dollars, instead of earning me a gentleman’s C.

I never thought I would say it, but I think in some small ways I’m going to miss law school. At times I felt beat-down, suffocated, and utterly distraught. But I’m not dead, and I’ve got a lot of good memories and friendships. And above all, I’ve preserved my own sanity.

Tally-ho my friends, tally-ho.