there's an empty space where the studying used to be

Well, that bar exam was really draining and I'm pretty bored with thinking about it, so it's time to move on, time to get going. I leave the thriving, culture-filled metropolis of Lincoln tonight for my cowboy town, to begin my long-delayed actual living of life there. I'm ready to do something. I won't find out whether I passed until September, so I'm limited, work-wise, but at least my brain'll be free (of mnemonics, doctrines, and, most importantly, guilt) to absorb whatever information I feel like putting in front of it.

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