"You decide not to go to law school after all, and, instead, you spend a good, big chunk of your adult life telling people how y
ou decided not to go to law school after all. Somehow you end up writing again. Perhaps you go to graduate school. Perhaps you work odd jobs and take writing courses at night. Perhaps you are working and writing down all the clever remarks and intimate personal confessions you hear during the day. Perhaps you are losing your pals, your acquaintances, your balance." From what point of view is this text written?
