I haven't written in my blog in what seems like ages. I was once religious about this (updating it I mean), but recently I've been questioning what its objectives are and whether those objectives are still worth pursuing. At the moment, I will entertain the notion that it has no objectives. I once thought I could use it as a medium to find friends, or people who think similarly to how I do, but that idea quickly deflated and it became something akin to a notebook I use to sketch things or paste articles I could have found in a newspaper. As it goes, several things have happened in my life, and I'm not at comfort to discuss most of them in great detail. I will make a list of sorts, as that is really all I'm prepared to do, and you can make do with any of them as you will.
1. I will miss you dearly, Lauren, more than you or anyone could ever know.
2. I met the poet Rafael Campo a few days ago, while he was giving a poetry reading at the College of Physicians
3. The Mutter's Museum is a fascinating place to be, filled with skulls and portions of preserved human bodies. I was able to see it briefly while walking with Dr. Campo. It was an unnerving experience.
4. The interview went very well for the new job I am considering.
5. I hope pharmaceutical marketing will prove to be every bit as challenging and stimulating as I hope it will be.
6. I will try to stay interested in school, but it is hard when the topics are so theoretical and far-removed from any actual business. My recent experiences have made me interested in entrepreneurship, and I no longer think merely about genes and biotechnology.
7. My group didn't make it to semi-finalist phase of the Wharton Business Plan Competition, but I'm still satisfied with what I learned. I partially saw that this was coming.
8. I don't particularly believe in psychic experiences, but when I opened the doors of perception, I found a place of undeniable beauty and peace, and I thought for a moment that I would be alright. I sought to commune with an eternal and universal subconscious mind, and I felt that there was nothing to fear. I could feel the writhing minds and presences of people I know, and in the wide expanse of the universe, I wasn't alone.
9. I have a rather active and inescapable imagination.
10. This could be the last, but this is it.
