current
state of mind: calm
Don’t cry
when I die
When it’s my
time I probably won’t die
I’ll just lie
down and close my eyes
And think
about stuff
~ ‘You Can
Finally Meet My Mom’ by Train
I am a
doodler. When I was young, I would draw
boxes. Tons and tons of boxes. Some were 3-dimensional. Some were stacked on one another, creating
elaborate houses that resembled stacks of cargo crates. In my 20s I transitioned to stars. All kinds of stars, mind you. 5 pointed, 6 pointed, sometimes even stars
that would make Christmas Star designers envious. The mindless habit of doodling keeps my head
clear to pay attention to what is being said during a meeting. Really!
Lately, my doodle of choice is a flower.
I can draw dozens by the end of a meeting. Sometimes I even add stems and leaves –
though the real focus is always placed on the petals and the perfect circle in the
center. I don’t draw artistic
flowers. I draw the type of flower that
we learned to draw in 2nd grade art class. Draw the petals, and then add the center
circle to pull it all together. Nothing
realistic about these flowers. They are
cartoonish at best. Still, I like
them. And I will continue to draw them
until I decide to draw something else.
That is the way of things.
Wednesday
means that Employment Law is going to happen at 6pm. This week’s Employment Law class has one
redeeming quality – I will find out how I did on my exam last week. While I do not think I did well, I am looking
forward to knowing how this instructor grades so that my Final Exam will go
much smoother. And next week is my second Torts exam. I am actually looking forward to that one, as
I believe that I will do much better this time around. I just have to remember “Prima Facie”
elements and to make the fact pattern meet the elements instead of making the
elements meet the fact pattern. *fingers crossed*
I have a lot
to accomplish this week, this month, this quarter, this year, this decade, this
score, this lifetime. I am going to take
a deep breath and dive in head first . . . that’s all a girl can do!
PUBLIC NOTE:
Happy birthday, Bestie! SWU!
PERSONAL
NOTE: The compromise of henna dye is a
small one compared to the fight that would ensure otherwise. Love you, girlfriend!
CONFIDENTIAL
NOTE: Last thought at night. First thought in the morning. Brilliant!
