A beautiful glass vase shattered in the downstairs bathroom this morning. I didn't hear it, but my mom was puzzled by the fact that no one was in the bathroom when it happened. It contained nothing but potpourri and a bar of jasmine soap, so weight is an unlikely culprit.

I leave Saint Louis tomorrow, a city that has been quite stingy with its sunshine during my stay. When the sun came out this afternoon, my mom exclaimed that she saw a smile on my face as a direct response.

It took six CD's to backup all the power points from my first semester. It's official, gross anatomy is over. I feel quite unqualified to put it behind me. How much of the knowledge I crammed into myself have actually made a lasting impression in my brain? More importantly, did I just waste six CD's? Will I ever open up those files again and look through the same slides???

I have a lllooonnnggg drive ahead of me tomorrow. But I'm not worried, it's not the drive that weights heavily on my mind, but the goodbyes that must precede.