Nature is art.
Crystals fall from the sky.
Geometry lives in snowflakes.
Math grows on trees.
And leaves swallow colors they later pour out into the grey. 
We all are encrypted in spirals that are wound around pearls.
We are jewelry.

and four pictures that prove that life is good - sometimes.








1.      Democracy: A collective consciousness

2.    Huddy: Hot  - Uncensored - Delicate - Dark - Yearning

3. Happiness: The moment between the top of the mountain and the bottom of it right before you realize you have to roll the rock all the way back to the top again.

4.      Autumn: When the sun descends from the sky pouring her light over the trees. Leaves cover the world in gold, glowing through the grey November haze. Until the last rays of light get carried away by the wind.

 That's an easy one: 

1) Pasta with Ricotta, Tomato, Basil and Pesto sauce
2) Sushi
3) Kellogg's Lucky Charms cereals

I am posting this short fic because of the resurrection of the X-Files that is now evident. And with it my fangirl-soul was resuscitated as well. Hope you enjoy it. Please do comment :0) 

Yesterday when I - usually known for my kindness and softness - was really rude to a co - worker who was being a total jerk. And I must say it feels good not to swallow your anger and let it out so that it hits the right person. 
I just hope this isn't the beginning of a transition into a bitchy alter ego. 

There it was: after the last day of my poor unemployed student life came the first day of my career as a doctor.
And was it as bad as I feared it would be ? No.
It was worse.
It was so bad that studying for the exams seemed like paradise in comparison.

And it wasn't even such a bad day from an objective point of view.
I only worked 12 hours, without breaks due to drinking, sitting or eating, but that was actually okay...until the headache settled in around 4 pm.
No, what made it so bad was that all the time I had the feeling I was an actor walking through a theater play without having memorized my text. I had no idea what I was doing ! Seriously.
Most of the times when all the attendings and other doctors stood in the hallways or sat in the conferences talking I thought to myself: What the hell are these people talking about ? Didn't I go to Med School somewhere in the near past ? And when the patients came to me with all those freaking questions I just wanted to shake my head and run away screaming "Don't ask me, I'm way too stupid for this job!"

But all in all I think it was a pretty good first day, because I struggled, I stumbled, I tried my best and I hope I'll get better with time, though at the moment I have no clue where in my head I should store all the knowledge that I will need to become a good surgeon. And where in my heart I should look for the courage to deal with all the responsibility.

I also learned my most important lesson today, too: That you need some balance in your life.
So I went out for dinner and had pasta with truffles and I think I deserved it a little, though in fact I was probably the most useless doctor in that hospital today.