Prose. Haunting, startling, simply graceful or otherwise. (does anyone use e-books? i’m curious about them.)
Long, meandering conversations. Chris, David, Angela, Tanya. The fare-collector on the bus yesterday (I got on the wrong bus…another story). With patients when I have them (waiting for formal approval to start at the new hospital), long or short.
My pen. And this thick block of bond paper. Disorganized, yes, but filled with ideas and musings.
Little victories in Spanish (or any other language).
Simple brilliance (indexed.blogspot.com). This might fall under “procrastination,” but the clever inspires me to apply myself.
Accomplishments. Not in the accolade way, but in the to-do list way. Set goal, accomplish it. Motivation for the next.
Beautiful days. Is that weird? In a city as gray as Lima, my productivity is emerging as suspiciously linked to the presence of the sun. I think this may be a weakness.
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Contrary to how it seems, there are usually about 4-5 topics I want to write about on a given day….though I rarely seem to be able to give the ideas the justice they deserve. Here’s one:
WHO’s new make medicines child size campaign.
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