Phileosophie

There are moments when I wonder if I have gotten it all wrong. There is music in my mind that cannot be expressed through medicine. Today I broke out in dance because the day to day in medicine bores me. Naturally, my boss was not too impressed. Is this really what I want to spend the rest of my life doing? But what else really, could I do? While I do not have an answer, sometimes I feel like I've really gotten it wrong. Yet, I doubt I would have enjoyed anything else. It leaves me hopeless. There is a music trapped inside that cannot be expressed. So it is tearing down the walls. There is a battle inside of me. Eating me inside. And that gnawing thought that I have really gotten it all wrong.

I always feel like life needs to be packed with amazing and exciting things... so it never feels right when my weekends are empty. I get bored, and boredom doesn't sit well with me! It will be A.W.E.S.O.M.E. when I am back in my own apartment with pretty furniture and the amazing Apple iMac that I will finally buy and UNLIMITEDDDDD internet. It will certainly be really really awesome.