Jan 18, 2007
"The battle is over, but the war hasn't been won"
Such a depressing line when it comes to writing pleadings. After a grueling month of 36-48 hour days (yes, my day does not consist of a mere 24 hrs) I can finally see my work. (started from scratch by the way) Who says I cannot be creative in a pleading?
Anyway, the rules don't allow me to talk about it, but its safe to say that at first, I felt good taking this picture. (don't bother looking, i covered the names up, except yours truly of course).
I found myself liking the work... I am beginning to discover the workaholic in me. However,Anyway, the rules don't allow me to talk about it, but its safe to say that at first, I felt good taking this picture. (don't bother looking, i covered the names up, except yours truly of course).
every paragraph there represented an opportunity cost, in my so-called life. And this I only realized, when people, finally running out of patience from my late night typing and paper shuffling, started slamming the door shut behind them, and I... kept
moving
on
to
the
next
paragraph.
on
to
the
next
paragraph.
i find myself asking the proverbial question, is this really what i want? i had said yes before, but then again i have not yet felt the aftermath then. Now, as the silence creeps in, there's nothing but an empty road in front of me.
