16.09.23

16.09.23

“Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, / Tears from the depth of some divine despair / Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, / In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, / And thinking of the days that are no more.” —Alfred Lord Tennyson

The beginning of 2L has been going by quickly, but I’ve finally been hit with the first wave of anxiety. Imposter syndrome and overwhelm have returned with renewed strength, most likely related to grief over the loss of a close colleague and mentor of mine. I have been driven to distraction more often than not. I’ve been staying on top of readings and still having a good time, for the most part, so that will have to be enough.

pray for my mutuals who study law nothing happened they just study law

Florence and The Machine, from 100 Years Mary Oliver, from Sleeping In The Forest

Vincent Van Gogh, The Sower (detail)

this is going to be difficult -> i am capable of doing difficult things -> i have done everything prior to this moment -> this difficulty will soon be proof of capability

be sure to eat beautiful nectarines in august