Day 235: Animal Clinic

My new job is as a veterinarian technician. So far I’m loving it. That said, there are some emotionally hard-hitting moments and patients. There are far more highs than lows, but those lows a little tough to process. Today’s poem is more for the sake of catharsis than anything else.

Animal Clinic

Day 24: Brain Repair

I hate not feeling well. It’s like there’s a disconnect between my brain and the rest of my facilities that makes the entire creative machine malfunction. Hard to think, you know? So I’m feeling especially pleased with myself for cranking today’s poem out in spite of that.

Brain Repair