Worried

A ripple for every moment

Scattered thoughts, broken words. Nothing said, nothing heard. Troubled water in disbelief; finds no direction, finds no relief. Nervous and afraid, quivering thoughts. Trapped on a leaf, lost and distraught. Flurries of confusion and flurries of blurry; from a storm of conscience, a storm of worry.

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An Eyeful

November 30th

Today was the last day of Ophthalmology. We got to work with a Barred Owl and a Blue Tongued Skink. Pictures are included for naive individuals, like me who didn't know the names of either of the a.....

The Ultimate Final

November 30th

I just finished my licensing examination. Whether or not it will be the last one I take time can only tell. I should get my results back by the end of January. I'm hoping / wishing / praying for th.....