I am Everything and Nothing: or, how I know I’m a writer —

Today I woke up and wanted to be a lawyer.  Okay, so, no, I don’t really want to be a lawyer.  It’s something I’ve considered all my life, something I’ve been told I’d be good at for as long as I can remember – it probably has something to do with my penchant to argue things into the ground.  My earliest recollection is from lower-school defending a classmate’s liberty to wear a school-monikered sweatshirt during gym class when the PE teacher was trying to force her to take it back.  The teacher got snarky with me, and I will always remember her words:

Take it up with me 
when you’re in Georgetown law —

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