My Brain is Broken

As you’ve probably noticed, I’ve been on a hiatus from any kind of serious blogging until the bar exam. Well, except for last night’s “Mark Driscoll or Tyler Durden” posts, that is. Turns out that when you’re running on that much adrenaline from stress it’s not so easy to fall asleep even when you’re exhausted.

Anyway, the bar exam is over and I’m pretty sure I broke my brain. I feel like I crashed a motorcycle into a wall at the moment.

Literally.

That’s not hyperbole or misusing the word “literally” to mean “figuratively” either. I’ve crashed a motorcycle into a concrete pillar, have a scar just below my left eyebrow as a souvenir. At the moment my body feels about the same as it did when I was finally able to slow down two days after my accident, stopped running on adrenaline and suddenly felt my entire body hurting.

Who knew that months of stress followed by two days running on nothing but adrenaline sitting in a room answering test questions could be this physically demanding.

The bar exam. As bad as crashing a motorcycle into a wall.

I plan to spend the next week sitting on the beach and then I’ll return to your regularly scheduled programming. I’ve got some ideas that I’ve been tossing around so stay tuned.