employablog

And I’m surprised it didn’t happen sooner, I think this is something that I should get used to.

I feel like there is something big going on tomorrow, but really there is nothing special — but at time same time, tomorrow is a big day.  Tomorrow is May 15th, the day that med school applicants can only hold one acceptance — mine is to Minnesota.  And so, even though everything finally seems to be in the works, I am marking off another big calendar date, the final end to all this application nonsense that has dominated my life, starting, really, in January 2005, when I realized I needed to make some lifestyle changes, make some knowledge changes and really figure myself out.

I did, and now I’m going to medical school, and I couldn’t be happier, and I think that is a perfect reason to not sleep.

Every once in a while, there have been nights like this over this past stretch (read: the densest part of my likkle life to date). A lot of stuff has gotten shaken up inside of me, and on nights like tonight it settles — hard. And I start to get buried in questions, some menial, some greater, from nit-picky romance to second guessery and happenstance.

But I finally have a solid anchor so it all doesn’t sweep me away into the heart-pounding nervous wreck it could before. So on my insomnia nights I can write, draw, read and … well … enjoy some me time, until … well you know

I took a survey today, about my employment satisfaction. One question was whether I felt that staying at my current career would be a way to advance it, and I marked, “Completely Disagree.”

It was not with any animosity, but my job was a nice stimulating way to pay the rent and add some bulk to my resume while eking last minutes with the people I’ve spent the last 4 to 5 years with. Then there was a bubble to fill, on why staying with my current company would not advance my career. I wrote, simply, that I want to be a doctor, surgery probably, and that I currently am not doing that, but that I am fine not doing it for a few more months, because honestly right now I wouldn’t make a great surgeon, since I have no idea.

But I’m ready to start on the next part of my life. My bags are starting to get packed, whether or not I try, and I can feel that in my stomach.

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