Have you ever had one of those days or nights where thing are just, well… weird? Weird in the sense that your personal interactions make you reflect back on previous parts of your life. Weird because you have some sort of experience, or you notice certain things that force you to recollect, to reevaluate, and basically shift you into a kind of prolonged state of deja vu? They’re the kind of moments that are total aberrations from your normal routine and the only thing you can do is step back and try to digest it.
Now this may sound heavier than it really is, but keep in mind a daily routine for a law student is wake up, hygiene, class, eat, class, read, class, read, read, read, chat, read, cry, eat, read, sleep, repeat. So really any fluctuation in that rhythm feels more profound than it really is.
Regardless, life is a strange series of repetitions, patterns and so forth. All done.
Posted by WK 