Shortly after I began, the Occupy movement began. I was elated! I began helping organize legal observers and even hosted a small training in my apartment for UMass students. It was liberating to be part of something so inspiring and full of life. My boyfriend and I would run up to Dewey Square every time I was feeling disheartened with law school, down here on the South Coast. I would observe and he would lock arms with beautiful protestors. One evening he thought it wise to write my number on his arm instead of the Guild’s number. I received funny texts and calls for months.