Twitter: Whiskey Thoughts in Book Two: The Fifteenth Year of the Third Millennium of the Common Era

Briefly:

I finished getting through all 10 Seasons of Friends today. Not surprisingly, the Series Finale wasn’t the kind of thing that makes me feel good about holding my breath waiting for bar results. For those who have not seen it, the whole feel of the episode is, appropriately, this sense of “Moving On To The Next Chapter.” But see… that is my issue. I WANT to move on to the next chapter. I’ve worked my ass off in law school, bar prep, and examination to get to the next chapter. And now I’m sitting around waiting to see (basically) if my sacrifices were pleasing to Thou Unholy Bar Examiners. The further from the test we get, the more convinced I am that I failed it… again. Which turns my stomach because… I understand what I did “wrong” last time with studying… I allowed The System to dictate my learning too much and… if I have to re-study, I need to be a lot more PRO active. But… the hours and energy sacrificed in pursuit of this beast have already been costly.

NO SOONER had the episode ended then a work colleague called me in order to ask how long I thought I was going to stay with Corrections. GAH! Perfect timing… already feeling blargh-duh-honk-honk about my future and the anxiety of where will I go/what will I do… and now I’m in a conversation about if I’m keeping my part-time Corrections job, if I’m leaving it, when do I think my Wife and I will move and on and on. My stomach worked itself into knots and the distinct craving for whiskey presented. O’course… I don’t have any in the house… so I’m just running here to ProseBox in order to vent my stress and and everything as I’ve no other healthy way to deal with all of this. It is times like this that I wish I could really just unload all of this emotional pressure to my wife through conversation; then have her just kiss me, tell me she loves me, and take me to bed to romp until we’re both too exhausted to stress. But there are five pretty convincing reasons why I can’t.

Last updated January 04, 2016