Random Thought Bubbles

how do you write something away when it refuses to go? how do you remove the stain? the subconscious psyche says good morning to old marks every morning when every night you say good night and good riddance. days like this it would be nice to have an eternal sunshine of the spotless mind erasure. wouldn't they make a lot of money if it were ethically right.

i tried to read medically unrelated articles today. i learnt that there was once a movement for mail to be sent by rockets. and it was seriously considered until people realized rockets tend to blow up on landing... or rather crashing. and the guy who made it popular was exhiled to germany where he was from. poor mr. zucker. and then i read an article on rats. apparently there's a reserve here in new zealand devoid of rats as are the north and south poles and alberta, canada. apparently. the black rat we see is the rattus rattus. and it's smart enough to be trained to sniff out mines. imagine a whole lot of rats on a minefield sniffing out the bombs. and blowing up if unsuccessful. ew. robots could do that instead but trashed bombed up robots is deemed to be inhumane treatment. but doesn't inhumane mean mean to humans... not robots... people and their opinions.

and then it was the end of me reading totally unmedical articles. i have become wholly uninteresting because of being in medical school. this shouldn't be the case. what happened to me? i'm living in a very grey, very empty bubble of self-absorption with barely enough self to be self-absorbed about. and not being a teenager also means there's no longer an excuse to be obsessed with the unfairness of the world because it's all in the choices we make. it's really our own faults.