They also looked a lot like clerking in a law firm, staying up way too late, riding in the car way too much, and getting stuck overnight in the airport...but that's beside the point.
I'm not sure if the blog is going to be back in action now or not. I really like being away from technology and off the map for a while in Maine and may try to keep that up even though I'm back in Lexington. But for now, this is what I've been up to, though I doubt anyone reading this has actually been wondering.
A quote regarding many things but somewhat relevant to summer adventuring:
The unrest of the quest ends in the discipleship of Christ.
So, I survived 1L. I will write about that later, but I have to actually process it first. For now, I feel like I just woke up from a long, intense dream, where all I remember is that my brain hurt a lot and the Lord is really, really good. Even now that school is out, things are still a slight whirlwind. Since my last exam on Friday I have watched my sister graduate from Asbury, attended a research seminar at school to prep me for my summer job, gone on a nice long walk in the park in the rain with the boyfriend, had a lot of hammock time, and crashed Mom's 2nd grade field trip to the Arboretum. And now, as a result of a bizarre series of events, I am leaving first thing Saturday morning to go spend the first half of the summer clerking at a law firm in the closest thing to a "hometown" I have, with my best friends nonetheless!
Cue Johnny Cash:
I am excited. Still, leaving is kind of overwhelming, and packing for a real job for 7 weeks is more ridiculous than I bargained for. But regardless of what makes sense, where the Lord leads we follow. So Jackson it is, for May and June, and then after that I am "wandering"...yeah.
Really though - this is the 23rd summer in a row I have lived out of a suitcase. Why break the streak now?
Bluegrass State, thank you for a wonderful first year welcome. Sorry that I have to leave you now that the weather finally got good and the flowers are all blooming. I'll be back as soon as I can.
Mississippi, I am not looking forward to your humidity but I have terribly missed your food, your tea, your accent, your culture, and your people. See you in 48 hours or so!
People of the Deep South, look me up the next 7 weeks. I'm excited for some time to spend with you!
One month blogging hiatus. That's not too bad. Actually, I'm shocked it hasn't been longer considering the circumstances. March. was. crazy. For multiple reasons, but namely these:
Guatemala
appellate brief due
oral argument speech competition (a.k.a. Triwizard Tournament)
family in town for Easter
trying to sort out which classes to take next year
too little sleep
too many allergies
way too much snow for what this Mississippi girl considers the first month of spring
contracts and property and con law...oh my
And just like that, March is over. And now it's April 5, with two weeks until finals, and it's warm outside again, and Keeneland has started, and all I want to do is to press pause and have adventures and soak up life without an ever-ticking clock. But the clock continues to tick, and so we make the best of the time we have.
Which is why yesterday, when I was sitting in class at 1:00 and got a text that said "Hey, let's go to the Gorge," the answer had to be yes. Even though we couldn't leave until 2:30 and it takes an hour to get there and we had to be back by 7 and Turtleback Arch is an unmarked trail that's supposed to take "3 to 5 hours" to locate...
We never did make it to Turtleback Arch, but we did see Rock Bridge and jam to some Page CXVI in the car and have good conversation and make it back in time to change into formal clothes and dance the night away. And it was so, so good.
