How Sad a Passage

COUNTESS "This young gentlewoman had a father,--O, that 'had'! how sad a passage 'tis!--whose skill was almost as great as his honesty; had it stretched so far, would have made nature immortal, and death should have play for lack of work." -Act I scene i, All's Well that Ends Well.

Wednesday, January 13, 2016

"Your logic is inescapable"

Welcome to 2016.  Isn't it rich?

So far so good, anyway.  Since the last installment, the inevitable unfolded, but in a way that ticked the box without leaving any appetite for more and avoiding the natural questions that might arise.  It was a funny turning of the tables, to be for once in the position of the non-suitor, and see properly how non-desire manifests itself in practice.  Nothing to be done, come ruin or rapture. 

Anyhow.  Safely home from the wonders of the Mayans and the relaxing roll-out of the new year.  Such a tonic, to escape and avoid the usual turning and quick start of the new calendar.  Instead, to savour it, and loaf in to it a bit behind.  The silver dollar back on Hillside, although not without a potential theft fortuitously averted, and so the luck for the future secure for the next round of days to come.

It helps to return to some interesting work.  The title of the post taken from the Province, a feather in the cap to the legal career thus far.  It will be nice to get through that and other matters before the 37th birthday falls in June and France beckons.  Diseases are disastrous and a reminder to focus on what is critical, and sessions with young law students an opportunity to reflect on the practice to date. Choices made have generally been good ones.  Travel and sailing, remembrances of fateful hearings past.  Who would have thought the days trying to decipher a generic rate filing process would loom so large on the path to be followed. 

But so it goes.  Inevitably.  Inescapably.  So I say again, a welcome to you, 2016.  Let's see what you have got. 

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