IV.I.VI THE BLACKEST DAY Three words – “I love you”. Just three words. Three words so simple that they’re usually part of an infant’s jargon. Put a monkey on a typewriter and it’s bound to spell them out eventually. Three simple words. I’ve been known to speak at an alarming rate of WPMs. I’m talking Lorelai Gilmore or someone who’s […]
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Moving On
III.I.II MOVING ON And life went on. I now had all the time in the world for my studies and for myself. The second semester of our third year in med school is renowned for its trials and tribulations, so this freedom seemed to be god-sent. The catch? The me time soon started taking over the study time and before […]