I’m the girl who hides corn rows for meetings with the surgical teams.
I’m messy, abrasive, impatient, and demanding. I shed more hair than should be humanly possible, I have an extreme addiction to coffee, and I shower on a purely as-needed basis. I don’t trust easily. I am guarded. I am incredibly stubborn.
Some of these I am working to change, and some I am not. I will still wear my galaxy pants and give colorful strands of fabric elephants as wedding gifts and rant for far too long about Buddhism philosophy or the mind-blowing evolution of cancer.
Because I’m the girl in the white coat with a balance spear around her neck, a worry-person in her pocket,
and corn rows.