Post-call and absolutely exhausted. Tear gas somehow found its way into the emergency room last night, so I’ve been coughing. Add a chipped toenail and a broken fingernail to the experience. What a night. I’m tired.
This week’s song is Amaghimo by Password.
God, I leave it all in Your hands. Whatever is meant for me, let it find me. Whatever isn’t, give me the grace to let it go.