My fourth day of law school I met Chris Jones.
I’d been staring out the window for most of class thinking, “Oh-no-no-no what have I done coming to law school?!”
When we wrapped, Chris who’d been sitting next to me asked my thoughts on what the professor said.
“I don’t really care.” I looked up at him, shocked I was admitting to a stranger something I didn’t even know I wanted to admit to myself. “I don’t think I should be here.”