Some days the practice of- and prospect of practicing- law gives me warm fuzzies in my abdomen as I am paid (poorly but sufficiently) to survey the history of things like privity, child support legislation, and HIPAA.

However, on many days, like, for example, today, as well as yesterday and most of last week, I am possessed by an urge to sell my truck and surrender myself to the pull of various places in southeastern Europe. Georgia, or Budpest, maybe, or Tirana, or Bucharest.

I'll bet I could get a good start on $2500. Hmm.