anthemic

It's taking a little bit of time, but slowly, surely, over the course of 5 months I am settling into life as an attorney - a young one, yeah, and a fairly irresponsible one (personally speaking - professionally, I'm a dude). And it's a weird adjustment process made all the stranger when I realize it's been almost a year since I graduated, since I left New Orleans and came back home.

But oh well. The more time passes, the more I understand that time passes quickly. Ain't enough time to stress about most things. What I've got are my family, my friends, my work, and myself, and that's really kinda enough.

It's an adventure, whether it's in the office, at a jury trial in the sticks, or just generally enjoying wherever I am (New York, my darlin' New Orleans, or Houston, Texas itself), that adventure is what I've got. It's a fine kind of life, but it's short and precious. I'll admit, maybe a lot of it is looking forward just as a way of stopping myself from looking behind, afraid that what I'll see back there is too comfortable, a change I regret in some way or another. But maybe part of that too comes from how finite the time is that we have. I'll only get so many moments with you, with my family, with my best friends, with my co-workers, even with total strangers. It's frankly inefficient to spend the priceless time I have wrapped up in some long-ago.

That's going to be it for the night. Cheers, gang, see y'all back here in another 3-4 months (my track record is abysmal, but given how godammn scattershot these things are, it is possible that this is a good thing).