Good Boys: Korean cop drama. The plot could not be more senseless. The cast could not be better looking.
First Night with the Duke: Time travel Korean period rom com. Rollicking good time.
The Studio: Great use of Apple TV resources. Chock full of A-list cameos. I'm having fun.
Below Deck Med: Stupid summer fun. But not that fun.
On Saturday, I joined the Food Forest group at Old West to do some light sweating and gardening. Not only so, I also dragged Rae with me, who thought she had signed up for a leisure Saturday morning of late wake up and brunch before our afternoon main event. At the Food Forest, the morning kicked off with a round of introductions. There were two newbies there- a young man and a young woman. College students from Northeastern volunteering for course credit. One made up a reason about being interested in nature whereas the other one very clearly had 0 interest. When asked what made him take the course, he thought for a long hard minute and then said, "personal reason." Rae was charitable and thought he had deep reasons that were too complicated to explain. I followed Occam's razor and think it had to do with wanting to hang out with the other student.
As a part of my new commute, I pass through a transit hub where buses, commuter rails, and subway lines all pass through. On Monday, I saw a woman hurrying by, eating a blondie whoopie pie, at 8am. She was wearing a long skirt and a short collared shirt-- office attire. She's been on my mind all week. And every morning since, I've wondered what other type of balanced breakfast I'll get to witness.
A lot of people have been asking me how the new job is going. It only makes sense to ask. But I've been struggling to come up with concise answers. Mostly, I think I'm still shell shocked that I'm in a new position. It is both incredibly familiar: academic medicine, Boston, reading, writing, building relationships. I've been at this since my twenties. And yet, the new position, a shift from the traditional faculty route, is just different enough from my job of the last 9 years, from the only career that I've known, that I feel unmoored. I'm fine. "Nothing is bad," as I like to say. But along with all the changes 2025 has wrought, it's all a bit dizzying.
