A man in CC’s said – not enough hours in the day to get it all done. I think he was talking about chopping down trees in Canada, but how nicely it fits with my forever catch-up game in med school. I try not to play favorites between my subjects, no more let’s ignore this because it’s not important (or I’ll never use it). It’s all important; I will use it all (someday).

No cruise boat living for me. Now that I typed this “out loud”, it is instinctively followed by a mental “thank God!”… I didn’t even realize I felt so strongly about staying on land. I think it is about settling down, putting away the suitcase once and for all. Enough unknowns and anticipations for the year. With school underway, I just can’t spend all day worrying whether there is enough room to turn around in my cabin, who will be my roommate(s), will the boat entryway be wide enough for everyone to swarm through in case of emergency.

My friend, whose place I am sharing now, and the exact timing during which she offered it to me, is a perfect example of how sometimes in life, people get more than they deserve. Don’t let my picture belie the image of a make-do room; it was a home I intruded into, and I can only hope to make myself apart of it in the weeks/months to come. My roommates won’t have their spacious dining room back for awhile, and when they come home at night, because I am studying or sleeping steps away, they no longer turn on the TV… These little things in their lives that I disrupted. Perhaps one day, I can repay this favor.