When I was young, I was shy. A boy of few words. A listener more than I cared to be. Little did I know… You wonder to yourself if you …
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(im)mature butterflies
I realize this may sound melodramatic, but this past labour day long weekend I had some epiphanies. Evidently, I let this thought incubate over the start of Autumn. The weather …
Empathy
I often want to relate to what a particular patient is going through when they’re in pain, but the most sentiment I can recruit is: “I can imagine what you’re going …