There are a lot of things going on right now, and at the same time, none at all.
I forgot a skate in my apartment for practice and had to get a rental for my right foot. My right foot still hates me.
Boy promised that he and I would go skating at the Rock. Prometheus was getting lonely. Besides, I have to subsidize SG's rent.
I am 3 chapters behind (or so) on Law and Economics readings
I am probably 4 sections behind on constitutional law readings
I have 3 papers to write, none of which have even been mildly conceived. They are due soon.
My separated shoulder is doing nicely. I brutalized it yesterday in practice. Doing slapshots.
I am happy.

I spent most of the night reading about partial birth abortions and brain scrambling, and reinforcing knowing that Scalia is a brilliant mind but crazy. Stenberg v Carhart and its revisitation this morning in Washington. I will hunt out those briefs and read them at some point, when I have enough time to. Roe v Wade seems so distant and really so decisive and unremarkable - South Dakota came to its senses yesterday.

safety in numbers, for some.

I spent the other half of the night remembering things.
"Do you want a ride home?"
"No thanks, I'll grab a taxi. I need to...decompress."
"Wanna talk about it?...Or not"
"I was a freshman, he was a 3rd year law student, we were on a date. I told nobody. I blamed myself. Not anymore."

I have to wake up in four hours to wish him luck but I still won't go to bed. I want his stress to end, if only temporarily (stress never really comes to an end, does it?), I want him to be happy and to understand and accept wherever the wind may take him is at least half my burden as well. To be like Aurelius in times like this tries even the most patient. "Whatever happens, happens rightly" you say, you say but then the force holding the words together and giving them their meaning melts away slowly, like ocean beating away at a shoreline, you are left standing in a pile of nothing, grains washed away despite your best efforts to build. I've seen some magnificent sand castles.

Attar, Conference of the Birds.
To love is to share everything, though it cut you from ear to ear you say
And I'm not cut right now, I don't think.
Mr Chief Justice and may it please the court, article 705a) of the bankrupcy act grants bankrupcy court the inheret right to prevent abuse.
I stood beside Ruth Bader Ginsberg in the picture. I hope it came out well.

I sleep now, so I can wish him luck in three and a half hours.

A prayer has been half answered, I suppose. Next year, I will be doing what humans have been doing since the dawn of time. I will trade some things for other things and be happy. I will laze in bed on Sunday mornings with my baby, reading the New York Times listening to the smooth crooning of The Genius. I will stuff my money under a proverbial mattress someday, and someday trade it all again for a rock to call my own.
Just not in the Superdome.