Sometimes I think I don't know how to be anything but critical.
Sometimes I think law school has made me boarish and weird.
Sometimes I think I'm going to fail the bar exam.
Sometimes I think I'm going to like being a lawyer.
Sometimes I think I'd like to move to LA.
Sometimes I think I'd really like to fall in love.
Sometimes I think I'm happiest when on my own.
Sometimes I think it does nothing but rain in Boston.
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I'm an aspiring expat because I'd love to live out my life abroad. I used to travel, and I used to write about traveling. Now I'm done with law school, done with my bar trip, and trying my best to be an adult. My life is no longer defined by juvenile law school drama, neither is it defined by the craftiness and domesticness that I want it to be defined by. Hopefully this is interesting nonetheless.
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