Bored Myself Awake

As I was snuggled in my nice warm bed enjoying a good nights rest, a dream came upon me. It was nothing special. In fact, it was downright boring. My dream consisted of me shopping tirelessly for breakfast bars. The focus of the dream centered on my dilemma of choosing the right cereal bar. Which as it turns out was much more complicated than I thought humanly possible. This dream was so boring that my body forced itself to wake up. This caused me to wake up a full hour early. I went back to sleep hoping I would be swept into another dream. One that was more interesting. But I would have no such luck. I just came right back to the same dream and my perpetual dilemma of getting the ultimate breakfast bar.

Aside from that, I've noticed I've been slacking in my blogging. This mostly has to do with the fact that I've been keeping extremely busy. I'll try to be better.

This last weekend was amazing however. On Saturday I went to the difficult airway course with a friend I work with. He enjoyed it as much as I did. I took the course a couple of years ago and loved it. I loved it this time too, but it felt different. I realized how small I was sitting in a room full of doctors. I realized it 2 years ago when I took it. But this time it was hollowing. I was like a middle school baseball player hanging out as the towel boy in the major leagues. I was nothing. Even though everything I did was fun and I learned a lot, I couldn't but feel useless. There was only one way I would be able to use this skill set. I would have to finish school and be a doctor. I didn't want to feel small anymore. I didn't want to be playing on the same field as the major leagues but only be at a middle school player level. It was time to move on and start getting my shit together. This was yet another inspiration to continue with pre-med even if it hurts feeling so low. I just have to plow through it.

It's nice to see the weather starting to shine and warm up again. For a little bit I was getting angry and depressed about the amount of snow we were recieving. But I realized that people in the state of Utah, myself included, tend to get weather amnesia. We always seem to forget how wet and cloudy April is. It was rainy all of April last year. And the year before that, and the year before that, and so on. Here's a crazy guess, it will probably be really rainy next April too. I've tried not to complain about the weather. We don't have it so bad really. There isn't tornadoes destroying my home, or floods making me wet and cold. There isn't fires or earthquakes ravaging the life that I knew. In fact, we are pretty damn lucky that snow at the end of April and beginning of May is our biggest problem. We have it pretty good. Putting it into perspective like that makes all of the Utah complains appear simple and selfish.

But still, on my few days off, I just want to enjoy a nice sunny day. Instead I get bombarded with snow and cold.

Fuck snow.

Bring on the sunshine and warm weather. I'm ready.