Today I was running away from something else frustrating. I was in a team meeting, and I opened my email to see an interview invitation for the hospital I was targeting in Chicago. The hospital I wanted to work at before I went back to school to get my MBA. I applied as a random applicant who had no connections to the hospital. I knew these interviews were very competitive to get, and I was so upset I closed my computer and walked out of the room. I've already accepted an internship at the biggest hospital in Boston, doing exactly what I'd be doing in Chicago. Arguably a better position, but I wanted to be home again. I'm not sure why ... But I feel this crazy obligation to live next door to my family. I am pretty sure if I try really hard I can get my sister or something to move to where I am. We'll see, for now I'm getting ready for my first summer away from Chicago. I'm inventorying all my Bostonian friends and collecting the ones who will be here to entertain me this summer. I'm finding some good ones. I'll put my Chicago hospital on hold for this. Who knows, maybe I'll end up liking it here more.
I also had a super weird interaction with the Nice guy last weekend. We went out for a friends birthday, and he came over after. We fell asleep at my house, and the next thing I remember is being woken up in a haze in the middle of the night. "Hey ... Can you come lock the door behind me? I'm gonna go home." I woke up and he was gone, and I could barely remember this conversation. Super strange ... He sent me a message in the morning and apologized ... but I'm starting to think we just aren't compatible. I'm not sure why, but I miss the bickering. I miss the joking, arguing, and making up. It just doesn't feel as charged as I'm use to. I need that shock that keeps me on my toes and keeps everything spicy and fun.
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