Well, Baltimore. Feels a little bit like we’ve already done this…

But we gonna do it again! Goodbye and good riddance, Baltimore. It’s been a weird two years.

Despite not liking the city, I’m actually feeling a bit sad about leaving. It truly is the closing of a chapter, and no matter how much I don’t like the story that was told on those pages, I get sad about the ends of chapters.

I suppose I have some positive memories here…

First and second term 2014 were thrilling: I was thrown into the weird tumbling clothes dryer machine of JHSPH social life. I had a crew called Funnel Cake (don’t ask). I threw house parties. The bars of Fells were my backyard playground.

Those early Hopkins days, I studied a lot on roofs and that was lovely. I went for runs by the water in Fells, even that one time when it was like 19 degrees F outside and I was feeling crazy. I had friends come in from out of town to visit (shoutout to Rebecca, Jordan, and Morgan!).

It snowed in the winter! (Yes, this was exciting for a southerner such as myself). I fell for a pretty awesome guy who is now my boyfriend.

And oh gosh the oysters. If there’s one thing I’m going to miss the most about Baltimore it will be the oysters. I mean, the people too (heyo SBI!) but we’re all travelers –  I’ll see them again. But the oysters…

I can’t say I was a Super Oyster Fan before coming here – I slurped the occasional raw mollusc but never as frequently and with so much celebration as I have here in Baltimore these past two years. So thank you, Baltimore, for excellent oysters. I will miss them a lot!

I don’t anticipate being sad for too long. And now that we’re here I might as well update you on my upcoming plans, of which there aren’t many.

Firstly, I’m going to a conference in Clearwater in June, then back to Atlanta to see every health professional possible before I turn 26 and don’t have health insurance anymore (how stupid is that). Then I’m going on vacation for three weeks in July in Europe. And after that I literally have no idea.

No one is ever comfortable with having no idea, but I’m challenging myself to get comfortable with it. It’s definitely not easy.

I wish I had a better answer for you guys when you ask me buthwhereareyougoingwhatareyoudoing but I just don’t know, and it’s on purpose. I decided that I’m not going to let myself make plans until after my vacation because I need some space and perspective after the past two years in the Hopkins system. It really affected me and I’m confused about what I want in every way possible.

I’ll be working on it. For now,   out Bmore!