Sometimes you get writers block. And I’m just gonna sit here and describe my coffee mug just to make my fingers type.
I saw a bug while I was treating a patient the other day. I still can’t stop thinking about him. Or her. She was pretty,
You’re different in every way. You’ve adapted by becoming a Lone Seeker with few masters and even fewer colleagues. You live in an aggressively contentious
Just a few days ago I became keenly aware of my feelings of grief over the loss of one of my closest friends Angela, who