Dear Past Eugene,
There is no way to prepare for the changes that you face ahead. The path to now, Current Eugene, is long and circuitous. You write “no two dogs, just a cat and an Andre.” Now, we have one dog, no Andre, and a baby on the way.
Continue reading “On a letter from past self and to future self, once again”
Practice test on Monday went well. Felt the fatigue as the sixth and seventh hours continued and this reflected in the scores. Test-taking will be as important as test-knowledge.
Continue reading “On doubt and interruptions (or 8 days to Step Two)”
The new moon is Wednesday and I planned to sit for Step One on Tuesday. Instead, a rough practice exam last weekend shook my confidence and forced re-evaluation. Step is coming, but am I ready?
Continue reading “On delaying the inevitable (or 18 days to Step One)”
I don’t wanna. I know I need to, but I don’t wanna.
I see death in three flavors, like an inevitable Neapolitan ice cream: someone close and loved, someone estranged or complicated, and someone distant. This is a story about someone distant.
27yo male presents 5days post-fall with occipital contact on semi-padded surface and no loss of consciousness.
Waking up on Saturday, I felt a little groggy. Not sure if it was the ice cream binge of black cherry talenti, or the late night of studying combined with a low pressure system rolling through the morning, or the mild brain trauma of Monday finally showing itself.
A few days off classes and four days with family does wonders for the psyche.
Eugene H Kim 