Oh Nostalgia

I remember the Friday nights when I studied for midterms for Anatomy and Physiology in high school. I would sit there, stare at the wall, listening to bad rock music, as the names of muscles, bones, the bodily processeses of circulation, respiration, and the magic of wound repair would weave through my brain, like a loopy, tangled mess of random facts. Or memorizing the twelve cranial nerves with only 2 hours left before the midterm starts. On Old Olympus..... The facts would leave my brain as quickly as they entered.

Oh I'm glad my education is now more substantive. Painful. But Substantive.