Saturday, November 2, 2013

Carrots and incentives

Yesterday, after my second day of work in rural Australia, I found myself sneaking back in to the hospital doctors' common room to book my flight back home. I don't have internet at home, or a printer.

My friend was on call, lying on the couch and watching television.  I was a little embarrassed. Day 2 and already I'm booking my flight home for next weekend? The prices had risen, of course, but that didn't deter me either.

I cannot describe how glad I felt when I saw those tickets coming out of the printer. I had been moping all week thinking about the 11 weeks that I will have to spend here, and suddenly that milestone has been moved to 1 week. Just 1 week before I get to be home with my family and friends. And how much stuff I have to do in that week, surely it will go by quickly! It's funny hat psychological games we play with ourselves. Everything suddenly seemed so much more bearable.

It may just be psychological, but throughout school and university there has always been the light of holidays at the end of a tunnel of studying. And if it works, why shouldn't we set up some of our own lights? Working in the hospital, you can work continuously without weekends or holidays unless you take the time off for yourself.  That's what I was doing. Even if it had only been two days.

The world is littered with unfinished visions, and is not life such a vision? And is not the finishing of any thing a little death?

--Darksong