Spring forward

For the first week after every daylight savings time change, I find myself constantly trying to figure out what time it “really” is.

Spellbound

There’s an inverse relationship between the quality of the book I’m reading and the amount of time I spend scrolling aimlessly through Facebook and looking at memes and videos of animals being rescued and other such time wasting behaviours. Continue reading “Spellbound”

Plagued

Those classmates of mine from medical school who decided to specialize in public health because it was the cushy option must have spent the last 18 months really regretting their life choices.