come on, brain. you can do this!

one of my new favourite words is atelectasis because it’s fun to say. i might start going into atelectic spasms of glee the next time something superb happens. (too bad it really means a nasty condition wherein the alveoli in your lungs collapse and you get a fever and have to have your lungs suctioned to reinflate the alveoli.) i also enjoy amorphous ground substance, which is a shapeless gel that partly makes up the intercellular substance of connective tissue. some days, you just feel like amorphous ground substance.

an hour and forty-five minutes until crossroads … just enough time to finish cramming med sci into my head and eat some salad and pretzels and then lay it all — the stress, the ambition, the pride and the anxiety — down before Him along with fifty other brothers and sisters.

ooh, and guess what? it’s fall! but fall here, with the buildings and buses and nippy winds, can’t compare to fall in ireland with its brilliant sunshine, crackling leaves, and twinkling river. i miss it tremendously. tonight, i think i’ll put med sci on the shelf for an hour and dig up john banville’s latest, and maybe that book of seamus heaney poems some silly church member was giving away last summer! their trash, my treasure for sure.