Solace

6:00am- Out of bed and out for a run
6:30am- Back from run, shower, dress
7:00am- Breakfast
(Between 7:15 and 8am)- Start working (class, reading, notes, writing=work)
10:30pm- Close books, pack bag for next day, try to go to bed.

This is a typical day for me, 7 days a week. Yes, 7 days a week. I wake up at 6 on Saturdays and Sundays too, but on those days, upon return from my run (which is usually longer than during the week) I'll simply change and start into work, taking a break some hours later to shower.

As I've said to my friend, J, I can see how law school drives people to drink. You work pretty much a 16 hour day and even when in bed your mind is racing about different fact sets, rules, memos, briefs, etc. It seems like the only way to get it to shut up is to inhibit it with some sort of substance (most, it seems, choose alcohol).

D left for a little European getaway with his family last Friday and it was this event that sparked my recognition of what I've been doing to get away from if all: him. I was curling up in bed one night late last week or early this week, when I realized that all I wanted was to be wrapped up in his arms. As I sat reading late into the night the next night I kept wanting to just be in his arms. Years past I may have wanted a drink.

I think it remarkable that all it takes is a hug from the right person to make all your cares and concerns drop away. I think it remarkable that I've found that. I'm a lucky woman.