Yesterday was fantastic! J and I went up to Marblehead, a quaint New England coastal town about an hour from Boston. It was a beautiful day. Upon arrival in Marblehead, we headed to the beach to bask in the sun and relax. It was so quiet and peaceful. There were a few families there with their children. It was fun to watch them play in the surf. After a few hours, we decided to head to the village and wander through all the shops. It was a full day. On our ride home, I got a call from Riles, he invited S and I on a Moonlight sail with his sailing club down in Charlestown. S and I of course were thrilled with the invite and met him down at the pier. It was such a lovely evening. Great company, full moon, a nice breeze. Have I mentioned that I love living in Boston?
Today, the fantastic mood gave way to anxiety bordering panic as I chide myself for relaxing on the beach instead of working on these Tort cases. As we speak, I'm taking a break from briefing and answering endless questions about said cases for Torts class on Monday. Holy crap. My head is spinning. Am I on the right track? Am I following the line of reasoning and grasping the principles and rules? Does the same rule apply to these other scenarios? What was the rule again? I've been at this for 7 hours now and I've got about 3 more hours to go plus I'm supposed to be at A & J's house for dinner right now.. I have Torts three days a week and the thought of going through this and spending this much time on one class three nights a week is starting to settle in. Who the hell said that they treated law school like a 9-5 job and never took their books home. At this point, my books are going to be permanently affixed to my person!
