I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart; I am, I am, I am- The Bell Jar

‘Every law student is proud’

‘I’m not.’

He smiled his quiet and barely-there smile.

‘But your clothes are.’

‘What? How?’

He stopped looking at his computer long enough to look at me.

‘Look around you, Yar. Everyone is young, wild and free. Everyone here is wearing jeans.’

He paused and I dutifully looked around. It sure looked like a different planet here.

He continued ‘ And you’re standing there in your suit and heels trying not to look different.’

‘But, I’m different,’ I protested.

And he grinned.

‘Touche’, I murmured.