I just wanna know where this law school idea came from.
I was seven years old when I wrote this address. I was in a Jerry's diner, accompanied by my Bubbe and her friend.
My Bubbe says I have a rich inner world. I would have to agree. It takes a dreamer to know a dreamer.
I'm proud to be like my Bub. However I'm still confused by this address.
Was I prompted? Was Bubbe's friend talking about law school?
Or did I just think to write a speech because I grew up in LA, watching the Oscars, the Grammy's, and-- I'm sure-- a myriad of other award shows? Maybe I was conditioned to prepare a speech because I had witnessed enough flustered starlets confess they wished they had prepared a speech.
Maybe, when I was 7, I vowed to never be unprepared in such a way. And so...I drafted this?
I don't know. I can't explain this inner world of mine, I can only show you the evidence. These pictures are evidence.
I been in the lab, with a pen and a pad. The lab changes, as do my utensils.
By the way, I was certainly eating mac n cheese when I wrote this. Maybe the Velveeta inspired me.
Who's to say.
Any questions?
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