On Wednesday I sent off the last of my work for last semester. This means I am now officially halfway through law school.
I greet this momentous occasion with some mixed emotions. I'm a little concerned, for instance, that I don't know what will be in store for me when I'm done. It makes me a little nervous, blazing along at top speed, when there may very well be a sheer cliff up ahead...
I'm also a little sad. I like law school. I like being a law student. I like studying the law, thinking about the law, writing about the law. I'd miss it if I stopped. So I'll have to figure out a way not to stop, even after I graduate.
On the upside, I am a little excited. Law school is a lot of work, and it's nice to be able to finally see a light at the end of the tunnel. I also eagerly anticipate returning to the work force and being a productive member of society again.
And I'm curious about what I will be like at the end of this process. I clearly have been changing. I think differently than I used to, more mechanically and logically than used to be intuitive. At the same time, I'm not (as my Contracts professor once jokingly phrased it) "ruined." The idealism survives in tact, and I don't think I've devolved ethically as may happen to many law students tempted by the reported riches of the profession.
But stay tuned, there's still another year and a half to go...