From 60 To Zero

Have you ever had one of those days when you look outside and just know you shouldn't get out of bed? That was Thursday morning. Just one Civ Pro final standing between us and a month of nothing and we couldn't see lights across the street through the fog. As we made our way from the parking lot, a murder of crows perched on top of a barren tree emerged. If we didn't have a final to take, I would've turned around and headed back to bed.

My professor gave our class an extra thirty minutes to complete the final giving us four and a half hours in all. Hers had just three and a half hours to complete her final (she's gotten the short end of the stick all year long, so why change that now). I needed every minute of the four and half hours to finish the test. I was a little dizzy after sitting for 270 straight minutes. Everyone in Hers class struggled to finish in time. Not one person left early.

When hers and I finished and we stumbled out the doors of the law school into the warm sunshine, we began to realize that we had absolutely nothing to do. There were no more finals to study for. No more papers to write. No more assignments to read. We have a month to do nothing but sit and relax. It's kind of a weird feeling, but it'll probably be the last time I have a free month until I retire, so I'm plan to make the most of it. I'm going to do nothing and I suspect it'll be everything I thought it would be.