You might expect to hear this question in regards to a man walking around with a purple Casio boombox playing Ton-Loc or a woman wearing Isotoner slippers. Or I guess in the movie Back to the Future.
But you would not expect it as a genuine question. I was sitting taking an examination today in prescription writing (recept skrivning) for medical students (I have to take it because I am a physician from outside of Europe) and I had to write the date at the bottom of all of the prescriptions and I couldn't remember what year it was. This test is notorious, because if you write one thing wrong, you fail. I filled out all the prescriptions, but left the year blank. I finally figured I had to write something, so I wrote 2011. I was about to hand in my test when I saw the date at the bottom of the computer screen in front of me. Whoa. Good thing a 1 can easily be changed to a 0.
I never used to believe a person's mind could reach maximum capacity, but now I think it can. My whole life I was kind of a star test-taker. And I used to dread the day I would become a mom, because I thought that would just by default make me less intelligent. And lo and behold, look at what is happening. I just can't seem to get a good handle on things anymore. How is one supposed to be a mom, cook, clean, live their life in a new language, a new country, be a PhD student, a physician, a runner, a blogger and be expected to take all these tests that Danish medical students take? It is days like this, where I wish I were a low flyer: someone who sat in coffee shops and read, pontificated, sipped coffee, had one pair of dark, dirty, smelly clothing and nappy hair. Maybe even a Casio boombox. No obligations, no expectations. But it would never do. I need SR, The Lorax, step-daughter and running.
Speaking of running, I found a gem of a place to run in Copenhangen today: Frederiksberg Have (Garden). Gorgeous on an early sunny morning with a bit of frost on the ground. I challenged all of the females and males on the trails to a race at some point (whether they knew it or not). Beautiful happiness, no matter what year it might be.
Running Song of the Day: Dry Lips by Dúné