Rebirth.

I think that, in the last year or few, I've lost a bit of myself. I hate to blame, so I won't. Instead I'll simply say that I seem to have moved away from introspecting and have moved more towards simply passing time; or, more clearly, letting time pass me. I feel more like I'm letting my life pass me by. There are things that I used to do that I have just stopped. I want to remember them. I want to feel things I haven't felt in a long time: passion, excitement, trust, fear. I want to be able to talk to people again instead of the stilted topical conversations that seem to spring forth from my lack of insight or emotion. I want to think about the patients that I see as people; I want to think about their lives, their families, and how everything that I am doing, affects them. I want to re-connect with myself and with the world.

Yup, that's pretty vague but it's a start. Let's see if I can't write something each day. Let's see if I can't just formulate an opinion - something exciting, angry, optimistic, or conciliatory - but still *something*.