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So school has been trucking along and I've been getting my ass kicked pretty regularly there. It's been one of the more difficult experiences of my life I got to say I know it's going to be worth it and I know I'm really going to like being a practitioner at the end of it all right now it just feels like a humongous burden. It is deathly taking up as much time as a Nother job I have clinical today is a week from eight in the morning till 4 o'clock which really means till 6 o'clock. Then every other week I have class on Tuesdays from 9 AM till 4 PM. Let's not forget that I still have to try to get in 36 hours a week of work. If you do the math that does not equal a very nice schedule after the first five weeks my clinical does lighten up a little bit and I only have it once a week.  I am may be overdoing it a little bit in school because my GPA right now is a 3.9 when I'd be happier and healthier person if I had a 3.5 and was not trying so hard?  Maybe.  

But the good part about all this is my clinical is in my hometown of Lafayette Indiana which is about an hour from my farm.  Man do I love me some Lafayette.   It just really reminds me of home I feel like it is my hometown.   I've lived in the town that I live in now almost as long as I lived in Lafayette.  But when I'm driving in Lafayette I just instinctively know where to turn I know where stuff is I know how to maneuver that town and it all just feels like really comfortable sweatpants.  I daydream sometimes about how I could move my family back to Lafayette and we could live there.  I know that is not realistic we are actually moving in the opposite direction eventually but there is just something about Lafayette that feel so home to me. I get a little jealous of my friends on Facebook that I see that are still living in Lafayette I feel like they did it right.  That town is just the right size it's not too big and it's not too small.  I'm sure it's one of those things like St. Vincent Hospital was to me where it seems like it would be so great to go back to this magical place but when you actually get there and are stuck there you realize that it isn't. My brain love to remember things with the happiest sparkly light around it. That's a nice way to be but it's not very realistic when you're trying to make life choices based off it. There will be no going back to my small town I grew up in but I am enjoying my clinical time there I even drove by the house I lived in in college and it looks cute as could be.