All At Once

I suddenly hear Whitney singing in my ears, but somehow the lyrics are different.

All at once, I'm wondering how my life came to look like this. I'm also wondering if it looks the same from the outside in as it does from the inside out.

All at once, I'm praying it was Thursday night already and I was sipping a nice glass of wine with my colleagues in Vegas.

All at once, I'm more intensely wishing I had won the lottery on Saturday night so I could tell my boss I'm never coming back, so that I could take a private plane to Vegas, and I could care far less about trivial things.

I also wish that I could have more money so that my friends who have been there for me in such amazing ways, through the good, the bad, and the law school, could be rewarded in ways they so richly deserve.

I guess this is just all hitting me all at once. This is all at once, now that I'm being replaced by a glorified legal assistant...oh yeah, and I've been asked to train her. But I think I may be blessed - since it has nothing to do with anything in which I have interest, I guess shoving me out of the nest is maybe what I need, as cold and uncalled for as it may be. Who needs a paycheck anyway? I hear it's overrated. Certainly, the student loan companies think it's overrated, right?