poured out before bed
Oh, this song takes me back. It came out right around the time I started medical school. (Yeah. I’m old. I did some grueling grad school between my M2 and M3 years – though I do like to let people in my new class think I decompensated and disappeared into the woods for those missing years…it adds to my bewildering charm). It was still going strong on the radio when I met my now husband, Mr Whine – I even remember it playing during our first study date. (We met as first years in cadaver dissection lab and learned all about anatomy together. Romantic, isn’t it?). A good friend of mine burned the CD for me and I played it over and over as I memorized all those stinking biochemical pathways I’ve long since forgot. (Urea cycle, anyone?) And now, whenever it plays, I smile. Beginnings and times of youthful dreams in general are awful, awful fun.