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I had a foreword and so it only seems appropriate that I write myself an afterword as well — mostly to separate the story from some personal reflection. It’s also mildly entertaining to have dragged you this far— that is, if you bothered to read this far.
To be quite honest, I wrote all this without a specific audience in mind. I probably committed a major faux pas in writing by doing that; even still, if you read through the entire account, thanks. I suspect my motivation to put this story on paper was so that I don’t forget the journey. I realized that while I spent time into writing this, I had a deep appreciation for my time at law school. Before writing it all down, law school was just a gigantic financial mistake. But after wrestling with this story, I realized that Georgetown has impacted me in subtle ways that cannot be measured by its dollar value (in my case, negative dollar value). My software engineering path through bootcamp may have been more economical, but not necessarily the most meaningful. And I’d like to think that life sometimes works that way.
If you have any specific questions about anything, feel free to leave a comment— I’ll do my best to provide a timely answer.