irony?

fundamentally, deep down, the real reason to come back was to be close to those dearest to my heart. imagine the sense irony i feel now, given that every last one of them is on a different continent to me??

ha. life's like that.

trying to piece together my readings has proved to be a hunger inducing activity. but the current prohibition on day light eating is proving a little difficult to get used to. it was never intended to be an easy process. the difficulty, the constant struggle is the kind of real jihad that i believe in: a process of making myself a better person. why shouldn't we have certain limits (mainly self-imposed) in the face of freedom? just a thought.

and now, back to intl treaties...

drawing strength from rumi

i wonder how it is that a mere mortal can reach such heights as rumi must have achieved to write the poetry that he did. it never fails to rejuvenate my soul... and it came in really handy this morning. just when i was abt to descend into an abyss, it pulled me back. reminded me of the insignificance of my current predicament.

and so i'm sitting here and everything has more meaning and colour... especially the trees across the street that are preparing to show off their fine canadian fall magic. wish z was here so we could walk through the sea of red and yellow and orange leaves together, crunching along. life is short and there are only a finite number of falls, winters, springs and summers that we are given.

looking for peace. real peace.

toronto bites back

ok, so being in l-school again hasn't quite sunk in. just two weeks of class and i'm already behind on several hundred pages of reading. that pales compared to the amount of work i to do in "real life". oh, where have the joyous days of childhood gone?

although reality bites, i'm determined to bite back. ha. ok, in reality that just means getting down and doing what needs to be done. less bitching, more doing.

but what is really puzzling me is: why are all the social events at pubs these days?? does it simply affirm the age old rule of lawyers as drinkers (all nyu student events were keggers and bar nights too).

long awaited return

anticipation is so much fun!
and after all that waiting, i'm back. technically not back in nyc, but back to some semblence of a life that i had, crowded with case summaries, casebooks and supersmart classmates... oh the fun of law school. and i'm back to the process of starting a new year in a new school, and the really fun part is that i'm out of sync with the other brats who all know each other. flashback to high school.

the year ahead is already brimming with opportunities. i have plans to do so much and as always i won't be able to get to all of them, but i love the planning process.

toronto has not been its usual self over the last two weeks. way too much rain and dreary weather. and after two years absence, everyone seems different. older, taller, wiser, richer, happier, and some just plain dead.

good luck to all the poor souls also embarking on another year of [mis]education.