So in class the other day we were learning about the sleeping habits of newborn babies when one of the guys says “I would nickname my baby Gotham, so in the middle of the night when the baby cries my partner can whisper “Gotham needs you” and I would feel excellent about having to get out of bed”.
I’ll just be content with the fact that I’m prettier than her.
A perfect view of the balance between chaos and order within an operating room.
It sucks, and it hurts like hell. Whatever you had is done; whatever could have been won’t happen. But when you accept that you’ve lost someone, you accept that there’s something better coming your way. When you finally move on, something more awaits