In other news, I am quite certain that I do not like who and what I'm becoming. I'm just not quite sure what it is, or why or how, nor what to do. This is going to require some thought.
Perhaps the kind of thought that comes after I'm not working 12-hour days and staring at the clock wondering why it's 12:30 and I'm not asleep when I'm supposed to be taking call with the OB resident on duty (Dr. F) tomorrow night. This is part of the whole mess.
Then again, I finished Harry Potter 5 ($16 at Wal-Mart, couldn't say no) and was satisfied by it. Some good solid bookworming will perhaps restore my will to find equilibrium.