Have you ever stared at something so long that it looks
completely different? I do this with words. I think that's a new
level of zoning out. Sometimes when I do this, it completely
changes my perspective. Not all that often, mind you, but it does.
Lately, I've been getting hit with a lot, that's been altering my
I've been spending a lot of time in downtown St. Petersburg.
It's not as if I haven't lived here for 8+ years, and it's not as
if I haven't been downtown nearly a million times. Because of
friends living downtown, I'm seeing parts of it that I've never
seen before. I'm always amazed at what exists, right under my nose
-- but I just haven't taken the time to see it. So now, it's
starting to look completely different.
Like many downtowns across the country, ours has had its
moments. There were department stores downtown, factories, big
business. I've always wanted to research some of the buildings
downtown, especially the Studebaker Building, which I used to drive by
nearly every day when I lived on the other side of town. And then
there's the nation's first open-air post office, which, honestly --
these pictures don't do justice. The inside of the post office
reminds me of old time banks and Westerns -- loaded with
beautifully stained wood and remembrances of teller windows. Some
of these buildings have been standing for a long, long time --
constructed not long after the turn of the century, which for this
area is nearly ancient.
Also, like many downtowns, St. Pete seems to constantly undergo
some form of revival. New places move in; old ones move out. Things
get rebuilt or renovated, torn down, and new life comes in to
change the look and feel of it all. The more time I spend down
there, the more I like it. There are old bars and restaurants,
beautiful scenery, and the old stately architecture. I've posted
pictures of the banyan trees, the Dali and Mahaffey Theater, the
Pier, and a few of the marina as well. I'm running out of time to
explore here -- at least while I'm still at school. I've set a
loose goal for myself, of visiting every building between Beach
Drive and 34th street on Central Avenue. I wonder how close to that
I can get with this crazy schedule.
We're in Week 10, which means midterms are over here at
National, and I'm looking at finals for Western States. I can't
believe how quickly things have passed. I keep going back and forth
about jobs and locations and being excited about being out in
practice and clinic and a million other things. I was forwarded a
list of job openings all over the country, towards the end of last
week. I couldn't help but look -- thinking that it was all very
premature, and yet I'm being told that I SHOULD be looking right
now. I'm still thinking it might be a little presumptuous.
And of course, this week I have to turn in a sample business
plan. It's hard to anticipate things like that when you have no
idea where you'll be. Of course, I could go anywhere. The question
becomes where, and when, and how, and why. We've all talked about
setting up our own practices -- well, most of us have. Some, I
think, are planning on joining practices and others might just
associate for a short period of time. When I thought I had a clear
plan before, now I'm not so sure. Life sometimes gets in the way of
plans. John Lennon said something like, "Life is what happens when
you're busy making plans." For right now, I'm only making immediate
plans, with the rest in the background.
Maybe I just need a change in perspective.