Happy New Year! It's the first week of July, the time of year we all collectively level up in academic medicine.

I was POP Rewards member (IYKYK) with junk drawers and entire junk closets 🤫

Am I in a cult? Am I peddling loud-patterned leggings for the soul?

“It’s better to be lucky than good.” I have no clue where I first heard this phrase…

Treading water is exhausting.

I’ve spent the last couple of weeks either being run by my schedule or recovering from being run by it…

I used to think there were three medical generations: faculty, residents, and students.

Those I’ve seen in the past week know I’m in my blonde era. Kind of. Sort of.

What if the decisions we face aren’t sure bets?

I recently had the opportunity to drive for eight hours. I haven’t driven that many hours straight in a long time.

ou don’t have to solve every problem everywhere.  The reality is that you can’t, no matter how efficient, how intelligent, how big-hearted you are.  So, narrow it down.  And then make it simple.      

What is the actual point of anger? Or blinding indignation? There must be some point to them, right? Evolutionarily, they must serve some purpose; otherwise, negative emotions would’ve been bred out over the millennia. I’m asking because my life has been very life-y the past couple of months, and I’ve been in a constant state of rage.

Is the end of the academic year beginning already? For me, it's been sneaking in the past couple of weeks. First, it was a warm and sunny day here and there.

I argue with reality. Not in an interacting with hallucinations sort of way, but in a much more insidious “It shouldn’t be this way” kind of way.

Who’s your work best friend? Or, better yet, do you have any tenured friends?

How can we create weekends if we’re scheduled to work daily for weeks on end?

It’s not about the goal; it’s about the actions…

How often do you hear something and think, “How didn’t I know this already?!” Today, this moment came from learning about Dr. Lorna Breen.

I’ve used February, the month home to Valentine’s Day, to think about love. Over the past month, I’ve found something else I absolutely love…

With the rates of burnout and general ennui with the state of practicing medicine, we don’t have time to wait until the practice of medicine changes before we start making room for the people we want in our lives.