Hey, how's it going? Let's just pretend like I didn't go an entire year without posting, alright? I'll give you a quick rundown of my 2014 (and the tail end of 2013). Here goes: applied to med school, started dating, got accepted to med school, months of just working, went to India, quit job, moved to Birmingham, started med school, got engaged, kept going to med school, got married, back in med school. And that's about it. I have nothing really new to tell you. I just decided to start writing again because I often get bogged down and I think, "Man, I need to write." And then I think, "You know, you don't have to keep saying, 'Man, I need to write.' You could just write." And finally I thought, "Hey, you're right, I'm just gonna write." Are we tracking? Good. If you are reading this, I assume you are either a much more faithful reader than I thought I had or, more likely, you accidentally clicked my link instead of that link about Kanye West at the Grammys. If you are a faithful reader, I thank you for staying with me. If you accidentally clicked the link, I thank you for having poor hand-eye coordination. I hope you will join my other ten (10) followers and bear with me through this. As a thank you for anyone unfortunate enough to be reading this, I'll leave you with this little bit that I just decided to write, just for you.
Worried Will was walking West,
vigorously vexed and in distress.
He'd seen the sun surmount the sky,
and worriedly wondered, "Why, oh why?
Now I know it's nearing noon,
the sun's shine will be stopping soon."
He beat his breast like some brute beast,
and eagerly exited from the East.
For he loved the land's bright light,
but he neglected nebulous night.
He dreamt of daylight's darling dress,
so worried Will was walking West.
