Fall has always been my favorite season. There is something about the changing leaves, pumpkin spice donuts, and the beauty of the world slowing down that makes this time of year feel special. I stroll around, listening to the smooth sounds of Miles Davis or John Coltrane that serve as the perfect complement to the cool autumn breeze. Amidst the chaos of 1L, however, I have hardly had the opportunity to appreciate my first New England fall. Between readings, assignments, and everything in between, slowing down has felt like something I simply could not afford. So, when I received an email from Dean Brathwaite reminding me of the retreat I had completely forgotten I signed up for, I welcomed the opportunity to step away, even if only for a weekend.