This morning, while running at 5:30 a.m. or so, I ran into another lawyer in town, one who happens to have been my first legal employer and my first mentor. (We’ve seen each other around and chatted before, but we have never had much time to sit down and chat for a bit.) It was really nice.
In Laramie, I’d lived there so long that I pretty much couldn’t go anywhere without seeing someone I knew, at least by sight. It was a little disconcerting. I’d lived there for about 13 years by the end, and I’d met a lot of people through my pre-law school job. I thought that I’d get a certain amount of anonymity back when I moved to Cheyenne—after all, it had been more than a decade since I’d lived here, and even then I was only a high school kid.
It turns out I still meet people I know everywhere I go. I’ve seen everyone from my old band director, someone I used to work with in Laramie, and other lawyers. (Actually, I think other lawyers are the most common sight.) I used to think about my (anticipated) new found anonymity with relief and anticipation, but it is actually rather nice to randomly see people around town. It makes me feel like I’m a more active member of the community than I probably am at this point.
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