Older? Wiser? Better?

Sorry no posts for almost a month. Ultimately when I get down to it, I get a little glum thinking it's really not so much different from what I was thinking about 6 months ago/ 2 years ago/ 10 years ago. Every year about this time, I look back on the past year and I see .... a blizzard of paper, a file list and there is a vague memory of the ghosts of transactions past plus a bunch of emails from the ghosts of transactions present and future.

It's a little bit depressing (according to the ghosts of transactions future, there is the happy prospect of a December virtual dataroom review and a completion on New Years' Eve) and as usual I ponder the meaning of it all whilst telling every law student that I interface with that "it's not too late to change your mind". Law school is a blast, but practice is ... not. And by "... not" I mean a lifetime of drudgery. Don't say I never say. It's not too late to change your mind.

It's 10 pm and I am waiting for a conference call to start. I have 20 empty cookie tins in my office, I'm barely 1 week away from my 35th birthday, in my 12th year of practice, and I still don't quite understand the meaning of it all.