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from rexburg #2



Seeing: blue skies with wisps of fickle clouds
Making: sure my anxieties don't overcome my faith
Cooking: up ideas about life in medical school
Drinking: my favorite tea - Lemon and Ginger (not homemade so not the best but it'll do in a pinch)
Reading: Suzanne Palmieri's the Witch of Little Italy - so far the storyline is a little wanting but the writing is effervescent
Hearing: Danna/Dovotchka on Pandora's "We Bought a Zoo" station
Wanting: to be done with the MCAT already.
Looking: not too far in the past or future. Life Is Now.
Playing: less music on the guitar than I'd like (still written here :P)
Wasting: practice/studying time for the MCAT
Understanding: more about the element of grace. Learn more about grace from a favorite talk, here

Tune My Heart to Sing Thy Grace - come thou fount art print



Wishing: I will do well on my MCAT and get accepted to medical school
Touching: the lives of all around me, hopefully for the better. 
Enjoying: a sort of slowish morning :)
Waiting: for nothing. Time doesn't stop - live in your now.
Planning: which medical school I will apply to
Liking: water fights with roommates! #LouMcPhaterson
Wondering: what is next? 
Loving: the lessons the Spirit has been teaching me about more fully leaning on the love and mercy of the Savior of the World
Hoping: for family reunions
Hating: the next 16 days (MCAT countdown)
Needing: a dip in the ocean 
Smelling: ginger (Mmmmm)
Wearing: my hair the way I found it this morning haha
Learning: to be patient with my imperfections. I love what I wrote in this space last time: 
"the constant lessons that come from living the gospel of Jesus Christ and that repentance happens every day. So does forgiveness. I promise."
Teaching: new songs on the guitar 
Noticing: a desire for the next phase of my life
Tasting: the freedom from my undergrad years - it's not here yet, but it almost is. And all of us have had that experience of tasting something so close in the future
Thinking: about the word effervescent - isn't it beautiful?!
Bookmarking: pages in my MCAT prep books and websites for tabs and chords
Opening: my eyes to possibilities
Laughing: at water fights inside the house. at flying water. water on the ground. cold running water flowing from the tap. hands in the air to stop water. (my imagination has all this slowed down. probably because I'm listening to "The Road" on White Lunar.
Feeling: more at peace.
Studying: the Book of Mormon

Knowing: that time goes on and life is good and God is merciful.


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