I have not been a good steward of my time this month. Or last month either. Business has been up. I have been busy trying to order the chaos of people's lives.
You know, a lawyer is a confused mixture of Priest Penitent and Janitor. Listening the woes of the parish, pronouncing absolution on their sins. Cleaning up the mess they leave. Trying not to create anymore than I clean.
Its a hard job sometimes.
A lawyer friend told me that the practice of law is not that hard. Either he's much brighter than I, or he is lying to make me feel better. Perhaps you need to cut your heart out of it and carry on. Chase the dollar and worry about the consequences from a beach somewhere. Or a mountain cabin.
At least I know that the statute of limitations is four years.
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