Harvey Dent in BookThree: Flight Log 2016
- July 10, 2016, 12:59 p.m.
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Harvey Two Face
I would so much rather be The Red Hood or The Riddler!
This morning, I woke up ass early. Sucks. Drove for three hours and twenty minutes. Sucks. Hung out with friends: AWESOME. Ran errands in Omaha: AWESOME. Enjoyed a city where something like running errands involves driving a bit; not an entire fucking road trip. AWESOME. A great, soul-recharging, wonderful handful of hours.
As soon as I started the drive back to Up North County? My throat closed up. My thoughts turned uncontrollably to violence. Drove for three hours and twenty minutes back to Tiny Town. Sucks. Looked at my case list for next week. Sucks. Realized that one of the things I’ve been begging my boss to help me with starts on Monday. So I may have to stand in front of one of the more important and intelligent judges in the state and say, “Sir, I did not prepare. I have no idea what I’m doing. I’ll dismiss this case. I’m sorry.” THANKS BOSS FOR SAYING, “Oh I don’t like doing that” AND THINKING THAT WAS SUFFICIENT HELP!
Is it any wonder that… while I did LOVE seeing my friends… and it did ABSOLUTELY reinforce that Law School, even Law School in Omaha, was an excellent decision. It’s just… yeah. Everything about this place. It isn’t me. And I’m too social to feel comfortable here. And this place is too xenophobic to suddenly become inundated with population.
Just keep swimming, right? Just… keep trying until there’s a chance, even if slim, at getting out?
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