Been at My Internship For 2 Weeks Now. While every day is an intensely adventurous human drama, I have been reluctant to put any of these adventures down in writing. Though I want to document my life in some way, I wonder if I would want to be reminded of the child molesters, the murderers, and the rapists that I see almost everyday a year from now.

After a grueling day yesterday consisting of bloody pictures, I had two nightmares last night, woke up with a splitting headache thus taking a day off of work today. As I am sitting in Starbucks, every man that I see I think a potential child molester… not a good sign.

I am in great need for having good people around me. I am in need to be surrounded by love and compassion, by warmth and goodness. Days like this I really wish that I have a family of my own, a loving husband and a baby to come home to, and a puppy to jump into my arms as soon as I step into the door. I feel the need to be drenched in love, to be free from the stench of evil, and to believe in the goodness of everyday people.