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Bryan Cabezas

As I scoured my room for any hint of my past and scrolled through my phone for any indication of a former life, I couldn’t find one. Not that the evidence wasn’t there, I have plenty of damning footage and a collection of trinkets and trophies, just, I couldn’t bring myself to label them as moments of a previous life. I wasn’t ready for the ultimate graduation of my years as a pre-med student, where existence meant only trying to keep my head above water and adventuring excitedly into this novel world of medicine. I believe my hesitancy comes from the fact that… as a med student, I still see the medical world with just as much novelty, and to say that any of my past experiences can be differentiated from the experiences I am accumulating now, would probably be a miss categorization on my behalf. As a second-year student, my outlook and interaction with the field of medicine has not changed, and had my undergraduate self been placed in the same circumstances, studied and taken the same tests, I would be none the wiser. I believe that the world of medicine is a realm that can perpetually keep me in a state of excitement, giddiness, and novelty like I was during “roots,” and that the only “bloom” I can hope to ever receive or experience is one where… well… I guess I don’t know.