The random thoughts of an architect-turned- lawyer from the deep south living in Washington, DC...

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

July 24, the first day of the Bar Exam

It's about that time.

I may or may not have gotten any sleep last night, I have been pacing around my hotel room reading notecards since before the sun came up, and my stomach is somewhere on the first floor (I'm on the third). I do know one thing for sure: I'm going to be okay.

On my way home from my friend's hotel after dinner last night, I snapped a picture.

That's a mountain. And that's a star at the top of the mountain. Take that how you want it, but I'm taking it as a sign from the Big Guy that I'm going to be okay.