Learning. Learning. Learning. Every day at work is like being in school still. I love it. So much to learn. Few things make my heart race…Having a patient’s clinical picture come together clearly, unexpected messages from certain people, positive affirmation from patients and coworkers… Special things that make you remember where you are, why you’re there, and what you’re doing.
Living in this city is definitely an adjustment. All of its charming qualities are the same aspects that have been the hardest to become accustomed to. The city is slow-paced, quiet, and inhabited by a *slightly* older crowd. Not that I was a clubbing, night-life frolicking socialite, but I enjoyed the option to intermittently do those aforementioned things. I like the quiet. I have always enjoyed intimacy: small high school, small college with small class sizes, small group of close friends. However, I am missing something here. There are no “young professionals” around here. Finding a social life is proving to be a tall task. This is particularly difficult because I don’t necessarily enjoy seeking out the social scene in the first place. I have also found that most people my age are already paired up (dating, engaged, married with children, etc) and are leading quite different lives than the life that I currently have. I realize I’m still figuring out what my place will be and who I am exactly, but part of me thinks that in order to truly determine those things, it will require me to be else where intermittently. I foresee a considerable amount of travel in my future…
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