Go to BC Law
I saw Canadian Geese on the law school campus this morning. They were hanging out on the grass as I walked past them on one of the paths that weave between ivy-covered brick buildings. As I drove in to the parking lot I heard birds chirping and saw squirrels running around the base of the building. On my way into the library everyone I saw greeted me and I greeted them. I engaged in small talk with the students outside the building sitting on the bench and with the librarians as I checked out a bluebook to do my homework with.
I came in this morning to the library to work on my legal memo at 8 in the morning. I realized today that even at that ungodly hour I enjoy coming to this place. It is actually enjoyable to approach the school, to see my colleagues in the building, and to put together my legal writing. I get peace of mind and satisfaction out of sitting in the library, churning through my colossal workload, and checking off things on my list. It is all the little things here that make the difference. The rapport. The quiet. The conversation. The facilities. The faculty. The weather. The challenge. The achievement. The geese.
This place is fun.
How many law schools can say that?