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I was more than a little sad when my Bar prep class ended. Yes, I had been lectured to for four hours a day for the past 6 weeks. Yes, I had class over the weekend, making it a grand total of 9 days of BarBri in a row. I was sad about the end of BarBri for three reasons (1) that means the Bar is coming up right.fast.quick, (2) I met some really cool people and now we're scattering to the winds, and finally (3) it's another little, mini-phase of my life that's over.

I've had a lot of things happen in the last 2 months and I haven't had the time, perspective, space, mindset, etc. to be able to process any of it. I graduated from law school. This is huge - I still remember consoling myself the night before my first day by thinking, "If you hate it, you can quit after 1 semester." Law school has been my life for the last three years (in good and bad ways), and I haven't had a moment to really parse that it's over. I'm embarking on a new career, and moving across the country (i.e. away from my family.) The whole experience has placed me in a position I would have never imagined - it's all very exciting, or would be if I could assimilate it.

I need alone time - it's not just nice to have, I become crabby and irritable without it. I use that time to check in with myself and to think about things, or not think about things (sometimes the best way to wrap your head around an issue.) I know that I'm doing what I need to be doing right now, or at least trying to, but it's hard. I feel like so much is building up.

But, for right now, the levee must hold. Heel-toe, heel-toe, moving forward with schedules, lists, highlighters galore and a mess of flashcards.