On... back to blogging

It's been more than a year since my last post. Now that I'm one year older, one year wiser, I obviously have a lot more to say. I started yelp-ing, but that's obviously hasn't satisfied by drive to complain about random things. So here I am, back on my own turf. Writing about whatever I want. The freedom of blogging is kind of overwhelming. There is no rough draft or editor. What I'm typing out is literally what's going on in my head (albeit at a slower rate since my fingers aren't as nimble as I would like them to be), and what I type if what I publish for the world to see and judge. It's such an innovative concept if you think about it. The writing of a blogger is so raw and fresh. I love reading blogs. It hasn't been critiqued and revised by experts of the English language (sure, some people need some grammer lessons). It probably hasn't even been reflected on for very long. Streams of consciousness have become how we communicate the written language. Anyone can be a writer in the blogging world. Sometimes it doesn't matter what no one reads the text, it just helps to get it out.

So, let's start off with a brief review of my past year:
- medical school: let's just call it a sinkhole for time, money, and every other aspect of life. My last blog post was literally 1 week before I started med school. It's like a full time job with overtime on nights and weekends, without pay. I feel like I've become a robot whose only functions are to study and regurgitate information. "I study good. yes. master." It's not all bad. At this point, 1.25 years under my belt,  there is a glimmer of light at the end of the tunnel. It's small and faint, but it's there. It's a growing and maturing experience for sure. To think, in two and a half years, people will trust me with their lives and hang on to my every word. That's a lot of power for this young grasshopper.
- marriage: I've been married for 2 months now. It's surreal when I say it aloud (or type it out), but it doesn't feel strange at all. Eric and I have been together for so long that I can't imagine not seeing him all the time. I actually miss him after a few hours of not seeing him. I'm enjoying this whole marriage thing. It's comforting to know you always have a best friend, confidante, personal shopper, exterminator, dog walker, and other official titles that Eric holds in our family.