Awake. Ever awake. It seems like an endless road, and how appropriate that is. To walk a path without finality is to live within infinity. I look around a sea of faces, all of them determined, if not destined, to change the world. We will come to rejoice in the saving of a life, we will understand the truth behind despair as we lose a patient, and we will ride the highs and lows of all the most marvelous and lugubrious events of others' lives. So we study. We never quit. We know what is expected of us, we know what we must do. It is with no regret that I give my life for such, the most noble of professions. It is not without great reward. No monies can adulterate this endeavor, no price could enforce its worth. So I study. Awake. Ever awake. Live long,
Spatter
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