Miranda Heppler, M2, Class of 2022
Lounging through the midday once again
Clouds looming, window ajar, my mind’s unable to attend
To the task at hand: commitment to learning; endless memorization
I wish I could exude more dedication to attaining this vocation
With tea gone cold just an arm’s length away
I lament there are not enough hours in today
Procrastination has overwhelmed me with its power
As I lie among my sheets whiling away the hour
When test day is nigh upon me
I cannot summon the will to study
Instead, I sit idly by
Dreaming up this rhyme; gazing at the clouded sky
The thunder comes pounding with the rain
If only I could organize the contents of my brain
Motivation, come to me! Oh, spark my desire
That I might learn something new; find a way to inspire
A thought, a path, a way to escape
Lest my years of diligence fail, and I must remediate
Netflix beckons, distractions abound
How are there so many obstacles to get around?
Laptop open, notes surround
But inclination cannot be found
Trudging through anatomy, pathology, and unyielding pharmacology
Stymied, unsuccessful I repine my fate as dawn comes quickly
Med Intima 