The Stillness
My days now consist of being confined to a chair, surrounded by multi-colored sticky notes plastered to my dining room table, piles of textbooks, dry erase boards, and a day planner color coded with details about the set routine for each day. Very rarely do I realize what day of the week it is. Time is eluding and illusory. Just like when my first semester of the exciting journey of nursing school started 1 year…