I am at home. In Alabama. I am happy. I am at peace and I am rested. There is nothing like the red clay mud, the sweet people, and the southern twang, childhood memories and old friends. I rode through my old neighborhood and even ran into some of my childhood friends. I visited my high school and talked to the guidance counselors and some of my old teachers. This was a necessary trip before I dive into New York City and the person that I have been preparing to be all of my life-a lawyer.
THERE IS NO PLACE LIKE HOME.
By the way, next week is the week. I will officially be in NYC. I start work on September 4th.
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How is life as a lawyer? And what is this about you "being back in school"?
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