I left my apartment at 8:30 a.m. to go to Newark, NJ for a hearing. I just got back to my apartment 10 minutes ago.
I am very tired. And my feet hurt from walking from the train station to the courthouse, through construction debris. And my hand hurts from dragging the brief bag all that way. But I'll get over it. Over all it was a pretty good, albeit long, day.
But something totally random happened: Two other firms sent associates to watch our hearing, and I sort-of knew one of them from law school. Well, he knew me and knew that I had gone to the same law school as him (I graduated a semester earlier). I recognized his name when he told me, but only because someone I used to work with had asked me if I knew him. Weird, right?