“My yesterdays walk with me. They keep step, they are gray faces that peer over my shoulder.”
― William Golding
The thoughts that came into my head this past week surprised me.
Most of them spurred on by a collection of odd dreams that weaved in and out of my rather drugged state. Others came all by themselves, unbidden, following the breadcrumbs left by their predecessors.
Most of the faces I saw were from my very early career in radiology and their visits left me feeling all kinds of emotions.
I couldn’t help wondering what it’d be like if we could all work together again as the more adult, more mature versions of our younger selves? It makes me shake my head and slowly smile.
We were such an interesting collection of people–some very young, eyes wide open as they saw the unexpected and learned, others a little older, pushing to establish themselves in a small but demanding department, and the older, established few who saw the world of medicine changing all around them, unsure where they would fit in.
I was one fighting for my spot. As I bounced around in my search for new territory, I was not always very kind nor was I anywhere near as smart as I thought I was. I know–all surprising, right?
Many of the old familiar faces visited me this week–thank you. It was haunting and blearily lovely.
“When we are tired, we are attacked by ideas we conquered long ago.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche