Turning of the tide. Waves roll in. Waves sweep out. Anything left behind is summarily eradicated. It's enough to give someone pause if they're paying attention. Enough to allow for thought, given the time to watch and gauge the whole, the fullness of the rolling waves.
Life begins. It learns. And it ends.
Three moth psych rotations. Every three months we welcome new residents. Every year is a fresh, new batch of youngsters eager and ready to learn. Waves roll in. Waves sweep out.
Life and psychiatry goes on.
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The final year of my 30's.
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