It's a way of life.

I stopped by a local family restaurant to grab a bite yesterday, still bothered and frustrated by what has been going on lately in my life (some messy stuff not worth mentioning). There was a Dominican man working there with his wife. He had dreadlocks that brought me back to the high school era... Anyway, the TV was on at the simple little restaurant and Buffalo Soldier was playing in the background. I have always loved Bob Marley and really all Reggae artists. Not even noticing it, I started tapping on the table to the bubbly reggae beats. The man suddenly spoke, 'That's right, Mon!' I smiled and said, 'I love Bob Marley! His music relaxes me.' My friend sitting next to me said, 'I don't get him. And I don't get this kind of music.' This comment pulled a crooked smile out of the man and he said to us, 'Reggae, is a way of life.' For some reason, that sentence just stuck in my head. A way of life, that is, a lot of things we do or commit to doing - like Medicine. Although I wish it was as easy as listening to Reggae hahaha... oh man...

Hurricane season has arrived and the tropical thunders are hanging around. I still get frightened by those loud roars. They make me miss home, among other things. There is also a Dengue outbreak in the Caribbeans. One of our professors caught Dengue fever and has been out of commission for at least 1wk. Poor guy. I heard he lost 10lb already - and he wasn't heavy to begin with! I hope he gets better soon.

28 days till I fly home. But I am getting increasingly nervous about the upcoming exams. It is very weird - as I progress through the semesters I feel less and less ready, less and less competent. And the material has just been accumulating with no break. Is this just a burnout phenomenon? Gosh, I wish there was an antidote - 'cause coffee certainly stopped working, AGAIN!

Back to studying...