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1. Dear Diary,
It's been a while since I've written. I don't even really have time, energy, or kerosene to be writing now, but...well...I guess I'm having one of those days where I'm gonna look back and know this was the turning point. I'm single again, I'm back here, and who'd a thought it, but Luka's on his way back to Chicago, alive!
I'm drunk tired, but out here you pull reserves from places you didn't know you had. Its funny how I thought I was having tough days back in Chicago, and I was. Gamma's death, Abby, County. But the spinning, disorienting, fatiguing kind. Here, I'm tired, but I wake up ready to do it again. My mission is clear, and I'm good at it. And go to sleep happy - for the first time in long time.
'Night, Carter
2. Dear Diary,
I don't even know what to write. Sometimes I can't really see, like life is a hallucination, or, I don't know what I'm trying to say. I just left Gamma's. She asked me to stay, but I didn't.
I've been having these weird...I dunno...like that lumbar patient made me think of Sobriki. It's so vivid. And then that woman who's allergic to sulfur. I think I just need to sleep. I can't SLEEP! I might stay with Gamma next week.
And then he's having a kid. His wife told me. I know he's schizophrenic, but, is that fair?
John
3. Dear Diary,
So I guess this is it. One day, the woman of your dreams is helping you detox your cousin, and the next, she's on her way back to the man of her nightmares. Am I really that bad? Or is the world really this messed up?
I guess I could look on the bright side, I'm getting paid this year. I wonder is my stipend "lucrative" enough for Grampa? I'm guessing not.
G'night, Carter
4. Dear Diary,
Nice to meet you. So much for my big dreams of chronicling med school. Kind of hard to do when your apartment burns down and everything in it. Oh well, Dennis said I could stay with him; we're going half for now. Good thing too, there's was no way I was moving back home - even overnight.
Peter's slides! How did I become in charge of those? I hope he has a spare set.
Night, Carter
5. Dear Diary,
I didn't do it. The restaurant, the ring, everything was perfect. And then, something she said, or the way she looked...
I didn't do it.
Carter
6. Dear Diary,
My covers blown. Everybody knows I'm one of "those Carters" now. And if Peter isn't a walking coldsore already, now he has another reason to look down on me. He's resentful because he still has med school bills. How is that my fault? And he hasn't even finished my recommendation yet. There's no way I'm getting that surgical internship. Or the ER one for that matter. And I don't want it. There are hospitals all over Chicago, and I think I'll make it somehow without County.
Maybe I should have listened to Gamma and just become a stuffed shirt, pampered, snobby investor who cuts ribbons all day and fiends for stock quotes.
Carter
7. Dear Diary,
Peter and I had our run-ins, but, I'm sorry to see him go. I can't think about him without having immense respect - I'm the doctor I am because of him. I even owe him my life. Sorry to see him go. Really.
The other people I owe my life are getting a divorce. I'm 30, accomplished, my parents marriage was...I don't know what it was. I would have never guessed it would have bothered me this much. I would have never guessed they'd split up.
'Night, Carter
8. Dear Diary,
Well I didn't think I was going to jail today. Whatever. I am glad Anna's back talking to me though. But in some ways, I still can't figure out why people feel they're entitled to my financial status. What? Should I walk up and say "Hello, I'm John. I'm worth millions of dollars. I'm now taking applications for grants." I'm not some spoiled brat. I'm living off the money I make...mostly. Who told Carol to invite her anyway?
What do you say about a woman who gets mad at with you when she finds out you're rich, but gives up a kiss when she comes to bail you out of jail? If I'd known that...
Oh, I forgot to mention, Chase dropped in today - spider bite. It was good to see him...he looks like he's doing well.
Carter
9. Dear Diary,
Nineteen. She's nineteen years old! I didn't even date nineteen year olds when I was nineteen. I had to let her go.
She makes great eggs though.
Carter
10. Dear Diary,
Well, this entry is totally different than I thought it would be. Today was my med school graduation. The day I've waited for since, since whenever. I dealt with my parents, grandparents, self-doubt, long hours all for this day. And I didn't go.
I don't even feel that bad about it. I thought I would, but, at this moment, I don't. I got the internship I wanted and I helped a little kid today. My parents weren't coming anyway.
Later, Dr. John Carter
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