posted by Sa @ 8:35 AM
"A lot o' people don't realize what's really going on. They view life as a bunch o' unconnected incidents 'n things. They don't realize that there's this, like, lattice o' coincidence that lays on top o' everything. Give you an example; show you what I mean: suppose you're thinkin' about a plate o' shrimp. Suddenly someone'll say, like, plate, or shrimp, or plate o' shrimp out of the blue, no explanation. No point in lookin' for one, either. It's all part of a cosmic unconciousness." - Repo Man
This is the story of me, Sa, who on my 42nd birthday received my first white coat at Saint George’s University School of Medicine in Grenada, West Indies, started medical school and pledged to become a physician. It is about what it is like to tear up your life and leave again and again to pursue a dream. It’s the story of a woman who often thinks, “what would Buffy do?” . I am a yoga loving, dog loving, beautiful, former chef, former sales person, former tutor and current immunology – o – phile who tries to love the intertwining snail track of life and how it all connects. It is a plate o’ shrimp – or shrimp plate--- and its my life.
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Hmmm, I'm trying to remember if you ever cut my hair back at good ol' Uncle Charlie's Summer Camp. I don't think so. But this brings to mind the fact that the last time I spent time rooming with a bunch of women (it was a church retreat weekend) there was a round of spontaneous hair-cutting. If you were living in a dorm, I would liken the two situations and try to discern what's at the root of the sudden urge to have one's hair cut, but you're not, so I have no answers.
I think I may still have squirreled away somewhere the pony tail you cut off my head back in 1987 ...
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