Hubbly Bubbly Circles.

I just realized last night as my friends and I sat around on the porch in the cold Cleveland air passing the narguila hose around that some of my fondest memories of the last 2 years has involved this instrument. THey say that smoking is a communal and social activity- I would have to agree with them. It seems to bring people together, mellows them out, and we always have a good time. True, there is the matter of blackening lungs to consider and the prudence of medical students partaking in this particular pasttime. (A matter which I have yet to resolve). However, I TRULY enjoy it, not just for the physiological effects, but for the atmosphere it seems to create. Sitting around and drinking doesn't bring about the same results. I had such a great time last night just sitting around the porch again smoking and sharing mind puzzles and odd moments in life with Tony Bennett in the background. I think back to similar moments in Wadi Rum with Bedouins playing their instruments and our group sated with food and drink (my first narguila session), in Jerusalem with my hostel buddies, balcony sessions at 2 am with Sebastian and Brian, potluck dinners at my apartment, balcony belly dancing/smoking/gin and tonic sessions at Samara's, and now these porch sessions with my new medical student friends. Lol, you know what? I figure that the amount of blackening in my lungs that this smoke has caused is worth it for all that I've gotten out of it. Life is short--too short--and these moments are precious :) So, i've decided to live a little.

Guess that's all i have for today. I should get back to glycogen metabolism. THe human body is AMAZING I cannot believe the level of control we have even at the molecular level. With that said I shall leave u with my hubbly bubbly thoughts and return to phosphatase and synthase. ¶ 15:16