It seems as though my time as of late has been dominated by thoughts of the future. What do I mean exactly? Many things.
Concerning literature, I pretty much read like I'm tearing up the TRON universe. By this I mean I now have a wicked sweet Kindle. While I was formerly a staunch advocate for physical books, I now realize the utility of possessing what amounts to be a Hitchhiker's Guide in my bag (Seriously. Wikipedia and free international 3G? You come up with a better way to describe it). I'll never give up physical books; the weight of the paper and smell of the words are too wonderful, but the sheer ease of reading and on the go access to my library act as a nice addition to my bibliophile-ness.
With school, our attention has been forward-focused on the looming mammoth of Step 1. The first of three nationally required licensing exams, Step 1 is an orgy of all the medical information we've learned or will have learned or will have supposed to have learned over the first two years, all condensed into 8 hours of mind-numbing goodness. Who has two thumbs and is pumped? This guy.
The final sign that I'm obviously future bound? I wrote this whole post from my frakking phone. What?
Until next time.
