Here we are all in different places from which the last blog post saw us. One's started anew half a world away. One's a retail boss. One's getting married. One's a selling artist. And here I am, wondering where I've been and where I'm going, far from home though I am - yet not far enough from the life of the past five years. And so it is...

Just like you said it would be

Life goes easy on me

Most--of the time

And yet we've always known pharmacy isn't in our blood. It's too bread and butter, hide behind the counter, license is power. Maybe this blog hasn't been updated for a while because pharmacy has ceased to be part of our lives.

I have't done my best in the race, I haven't run my full distance, and I have been woefully deficient in keeping the faith. I'm not sure whether anyone still expects me to try. It's been five years, and I've done my duty enough for me to let go and dig my hands into earth, get some wounds that are more than papercuts.

Meanwhile, I leave you with some more choice names for patients here in my little corner of the world:

Dunhill

Johny anak Albert Einstein

Bruce Willis

Mel Gibson

Leonell Messi