What if
I've been having to ask those tough questions. The what if, and what's next if I don't pass. It becomes more of a reality the more each day goes by, and though it's not as painful as I imagined, it's not something I can ignore.
I know I'm tired of studying.
I'm tired of doing nothing.
I can't be the work from home personality. As much as a part of me loves to be anti-social, the other half is just dying to meet new people and be a part of something. I need to be challenged. I have to be challenged, stressed, worked in order to feel like I'm doing my fair share.
I've been writing. Some of it hasn't been great, but the stuff that I'm proud of the most is my fiction. A friend suggested I should aim for the e-zines. I may have to go for it.
If I don't pass I may just end up in California. There are actual jobs there for people with legal degrees. Here, I'm either too qualified, or I don't merit an answer.
If I pass, I'm going to be an attorney. I just feel like I'm on the loser tract, again. I'd be so good at it too.
