Completion...and a strange hollowness...

The bar is done. 3 days, 2 states, 18 actual hours of testing. I filled in bubble sheets. I used an entire pen writing essays. My hand cramped up enough that I seriously contemplated writing left handed. And it is done.

I am thrilled. (No real shock there.)

And yet, for some strange reason, there is this bizarre feeling of hollowness growing. I woke up today and felt like something was missing. I brushed it off, and carried on a morning routine. And it hit me again. Like I was supposed to do something, but I couldn't remember what. Then it hit me. I don't have to study today. In fact, if I passed the bar, I may never have to study again in my life. And surprisingly, this thought made me a little sad. Like an old friend, saying good bye. You know that you had your problems, hell, it is probably for the best that you part ways. And yet, somewhere deep down, you know you will miss them. Because they are a part of you. And you would not be the person you are today without them.

This is obvously proof I have gone completely mad, but I imagine that I will go rapidly nuts if I vacation too much. I mean, if I MISS studying and bar stress, can you imagine what will happen if I have NOTHING to do for extended periods of time? Perish the thought...