This was the week of the bar exam. Since it is naturally a critical piece of the Great Change, I should probably blog about it.
Part of me doesn't want to. I'm back to misplaced-donut mode and very sour on a lot of things (including some that might surprise you). It's not quite misplaced donut mode because it doesn't involve the sense of backwards-looking regret that the last episode had. For the most part I got past that. This time it's more complete and utter fear looking forward to the future... OK, I exaggerate because that was sort of a fun phrase to write. Still, there's a pervasive worried sentiment of "what now?" running through a lot of my thoughts and necessarily coloring my expression of them.
Nonetheless, here's the week. (Start here and work your way back to this entry.)