Nov. 21st, 2009

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It's still feels strange to be back home. At New York, I was constantly doing something. At home... I have a lot of free time. It makes me wonder what I used to do before I left for my vacation.

Right now in my life, I'm just waiting to hear about that job from New York City. Basically, I'll be taking the position of "Medical Resident Coordinator" at a hospital. It's very ambiguous as to what the job entails... but it seems I'll be the "go-to guy" for the medical residents at a hospital. Since residents tend to be really busy, I have to make sure they're on top of their schedules. I'll be working with doctors all day too *dies*. Doctors, I've learned, tend to be really meticulous. I can't afford to be sloppy at all.

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NYC Trip Pictures Part 4 )
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In my dreams...
I sometimes stand alone, amidst the falling snow in the darkness and the cold.
There, I am... waiting for someone...
I feel that if I keep waiting, that person will eventually come.
Because if I gave up and went home... that person would have no one to greet them when they arrived.
Wouldn't that be a little sad?

I don't mind standing there and waiting.
Because it'll be worth it to tell that person that their journey is over...
And also to be able to see the smile on their face and feel the warmth of their hug...
In the end, a million nights will be worth it for that single moment.

Because if I were on a journey, I'd want someone waiting there for me too.
But I sometimes wonder who it is that I'm waiting for.
And I also wonder who would be waiting there for me.

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