You know when there's so much going on that it feels like there's absolutely no way of expressing or conveying to anyone the state of your mind and your life? A place that keeps you held teetering on the precipice, unable to move forward over the edge yet at the same time unable to take a step back? Much like the spine of a person whose paravertebral muscles have gone into spasm at once, held perfectly straight, perfectly still. Call me dramatic, call me crazy, but that's how I would describe my fifth year of med school in a nutshell. All I know is come November I can confidently say that this past year I've had some of my highest highs and my lowest lows... but I wouldn't have it any other way. I guess, ultimately, it's just who I am.
"Far better it is to dare mighty things, to gain mighty triumphs, even though checkered by failure, than to take rank with those poor spirits who neither gain much nor suffer much because they live in the grey twilight that knows not victory or defeat." -Theodore Roosevelt
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