Last week Monday feels like forever ago. I survived the trial and the trip and the competition, and discovered a new level of exhaustion that I did not know existed. And now, the worst is over. Today is the beginning of my last week of law school classes.
The last one… ever.
It’s not sinking in yet. Probably because there are still 23 days until graduation… a paper to finish, exams to take. But I don’t really care… It finally feels like the end.
I normally hate coming back from trips, but this one was different. DC was gorgeous, and it was fun to see some of the big landmarks and monuments, but it never really felt like a vacation. It felt a little like torture in the beginning. I am a very competitive person who hates competition… weird, I know. I just wanted it to be over, but we were too competitive to throw it.
And when it was finally over, it was an odd break from the race I’ve been running. I felt like an athlete that has only the last leg to the finish line in front of them. Having time to take inventory of all of the injuries and battle scars doesn’t really help. Catching my breath just made me realize how exhausted I am. The end is in sight and I just want to get there.
There’s a new beginning waiting at the end of all of this. It’s come to the point where I don’t fear the unknown future, I’m just longing for it. It means I have a fresh canvas.
It’s time to take on my last crazy Monday.