Currently listening to - Bu Yao Hai Pa (Don't be Afraid), Wang Lee Hom
There's all these entries about fear that I've been writing on lately.
Fear of financial insecurity, job security, fear of the future, fear of everything, really.
Today's a bright sunny day and I'm sitting here cooped up at work, getting people out of bed, onto elbow crutches, trying steps and stairs with patients, discharges, the works. The usual.
And I've honestly talked enough about my job and how much I despise it on my blog and on previous blogs but I seem to keep coming back to the same topic. Oh. dear. lord.
A patient asked me today whether I enjoyed my job and she told me that her granddaughter was completing it this year.
My answer? A non-commitant "Yeah...its all right. Its rewarding."
And it just brings to mind a comment that JazzGirl made on my Facebook page the other day about quitting med school and her and me starting up a dance school back home in Malaysia/Singapore. And my reply to that?
"Might be sooner than you think *wink*"
And oh, for the love and the joy and the exhilaration of dancing and the amazement you get out of just ONE perfect dance that you can dream about it for AGES afterwards.
Wow.
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