The heirloom tomatoes at the farmer’s market are in peak season, their lush skins turning from green to varying shades of orange and yellow, serving as an example for the leaves that will soon follow. I love the fall, but I really don't like it when cherry season ends. Another indication that fall is arriving will occur this weekend, when the NYU students converge upon the neighborhood to begin a new school year. This also changes the landscape.
From past experience, I know watching the onslaught of cars that will soon be clotting the streets (packed so that whoever's driving can't even see out the back window), will be all I need to make me wish I were enrolled this semester too. I keep threatening myself with law school, but don't most lawyers become writers, and not the other way around?
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Even if most lawyers don't become writers (but an awful lot do, it seems), I know way too many lawyers who hate what they do, especially those who bought the fantasy of law practice from "L.A. Law" back in the 80's.
There's gotta be an easier way to "go back to school" without the torture of law school!
Lawyers do become writers but many are bad ones. Why go through 4 years of law school, get the creativity stamped out of you and then try to get those writer veins pulsing. I say go to an MFA program--maybe in Vermont! And. . . so glad this foodie loves cherry tomatoes. I love cooking with them, how they get so tight before they burst is the best part. Yum!
You know I don't recommend law school! Ick! This is why Emily Giffin and Julie Buxbaum are my heroes.
I say no to law school. I know zero lawyers who like what they do. Okay, maybe I know a few. But NONE that I went to law school with or anyone my age. Even the big time gunners from my class are only tolerators. We just work for the man to pay off the loans. And then get trapped by the golden handcuffs.
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