Anticipation and Ice Cream

In 5 days, my life will drastically change forever. A step in the right direction, a chance to prove my existence in a world which is completely ruled by perception. So I may have taken the road less traveled, but I know where I want to end up, and with that in mind, I embark in my journey through medial school.

Neapolitan to be exact. Not exactly my favorite, but for tonight, it will suffice. Ice cream is the perfect remedy for anxiety, calms and soothes the soul. Refreshing at best. Well, that is what I tell myself anyways. At the moment, the "unknown" is a constant stressor in my life. What will my classes be like? At 27, how will I stack up as a medical student? What will my husband do without me? Will I miss anything important at home? Will I find great friends? The list goes on... but all in all I know, regardless of how things turn out, right now, the anticipation is killing me!!! I find myself wishing time away, just so I can get to Dominica, and throw a few of those beasts off my back. But in reality, I want the time with my husband and beloved Bentley to go as slow as possible. I can't imagine a day without them, let alone the next 4 months.

And for the record, wine and ice cream ARE NOT the perfect combo, so don't try it at home. For now, I am turning off the lights, letting the beasts run ramped in my mind as I turn in for the night and await tomorrow's flavor of the day.

xoxo,

just call me marshmallow.