Getting accepted, getting in, being a law student.
I dream of passing the Bar and becoming the new attorney in the courtroom who’s still learning the ropes.
I dream of feeling hot in the face when the judge points out a mistake I made in my courtroom discourse. I dream of learning from those mistakes and overcoming them without shame.
I want a closet full of suits, a bank account full of money, a house full of furniture and food that is all my own.
I dream.
I dream of meeting a young client whose done something horrible and thinks there’s no hope, and then I tell him I believe in him.
I don’t want to hear the voices of those who say I can’t do it or can’t make it or that I am foolish to believe in myself.
My voice is louder than theirs because I believe I can.
I have dreams. I chase my dreams. I hope one day to live my dream.