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After today, the next time I round I’ll be writing orders.
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Wraiths
We are the wraiths floating in the shadows, keeping the monsters off the path. Our souls are bare and tattered, the memory of a form. You marvel at what was lost to carry out this task, But perhaps we took the work because our souls were already worn.
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Scheduled (Dis)Appointment
There’s no easy way to say this: No matter the Match outcome, a lot of people I love and care about are going to be disappointed. Chances are that if you’re reading this, you have a place in mind you’re hoping I’ll end up. Because my economic class dictates that I can only live in…
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Chatter
People are talking. I see them smiling and hear the rise and fall of their laugher, their voices flowing around me as I slip soundlessly through the moving clusters. They seem so excited, but I cannot fathom what new information they have to share or plan or communicate–perhaps nothing at all. I know the exercise…
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Beginning of the End of the Beginning | Loma Linda University School of Medicine Student Blog
I will start with the best part: Friday, I presented my thesis proposal––and passed! I’ve spent the rest of the weekend being ecstatic. Typically, the response from others follows a somewhat less enthusiastic motif. “Wow, that’s great…what does it mean? Do you start med school now?” No, I’m not going to start med school anytime…
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Wild Zones | Loma Linda University School of Medicine Student Blog
At one point in my life I spent a lot of time mowing the lawn. We had a decently-sized area with terrain ranging from wide, flat spaces to steep hills and washed-out depressions. The ride-on mower was the closest I got to having a four-wheeler, so the chore wasn’t all bad. Even so, during the…
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Instagram, The Nostalgia Of Now And Reckoning The Future – BuzzFeed
https://www.buzzfeednews.com/article/petrusich/instagram-the-nostalgia-of-now-and-reckoning-the