I had hoped I awoke post 12-12-12 at 12:12:12 am or pm with the awareness that my world had died and I had been transported to a time and place where peace reigned through the kingdom. Nah! I'm back on a too-cramped airplane to a too-damn-small airport and taking care of patients in residency. I can't think of a more painful experience except maybe having my eyelids pealed back over my forehead. Oh wait, that happened too.
I'm not backward, ignorant or a naive trouble maker. I'm not psychotic, paranoid or anxious. I'm not angry and have no grudges. But the system I return to is broke, bad. And I hope at the end of the day, everyday, I don't hurt someone.