I. Pre Med–a bit of a book I’m working on….

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Cadence hopped on the bus with a laundry bag as big as herself slung over her shoulder. Although she did not view herself as unrealistic she was traveling from the South Side of Chicago to her extended family’s home in Lake Bluff. Bus, then train; with a huge laundry bag in tow.

She also had her books to study. Since she was pre-med, she always had to study things beyond her actual abilities. She thought it was worth it though, since she wanted to be a psychiatrist. All through high school, she studied and wrote and planned on learning more about the human brain.

Upon her return to the University of Chicago, laundry clean, books still heavy, Cadence felt invigorated. Seeing family always made her feel more connected to the world. Her aunt Clarice had welcomed her and took her to her favorite pizza place in Lake Bluff.

Her phone rang, jarring the quiet of her dorm room.
“Hey honey just checking to make sure you made it home safe.”
“Yes I did Clare thanks so much for everything!”
“OK, Caden, have a good week at school. Don’t study too hard!”
“I will, Clare! Love ya.”
Someone was knocking on her dorm door. She hung up the phone, and yelled,
“Yes?”
“It’s me, Matt, Caden.”
“C’mon in, Matt!”
He sat down on the bed, moving the big bag of clean laundry over.
“Caden, I can’t finish my Calculus. I partied too hard last night and can’t even focus.”
“Huh,” said Caden. “Well mine’s done. I did it in Lake Bluff.”
“Awesome,” said Matt.
“But you owe me,” said Caden.
“Great… another tennis match?” Matt offered.
“It’s a deal,” said Caden.

The next morning, Caden followed her typical routine. She was up at 5:30 A.M., got ready, grabbed a bagel out of the cafeteria she both worked in and hated. She merely hated it because she disliked the idea of eating out of a trough, and that’s what eating at the cafeteria seemed like to her. Mass choices of food, all threatening her attempts to stay slim.

She left the cafeteria quickly and headed to Chemistry. It was a big class. A weeding out class, everyone knew. Her friend Kate sidled next to her in the large amphitheater.
“Hey how was Lake Bluff?” said Kate.
“Oh, great, thanks,” said Caden.
“I’ll come with you one of these times, Caden, it’s just that I had to study hard on my Biology course. It was me and my Bio book all night Saturday night.”

Kate intended to be a scientist of some kind, she just wasn’t sure what direction her classes would take her. She envied Caden her ability to have a burning desire to attain her goal of psychiatry.

After class, Caden went to the Seminary bookstore and just looked at all the beautiful books. There was a church nearby and Caden wanted to just sit in it, and take in the quiet after once again feeling like all the Chemistry equations, and logic behind them, was beyond her. Although her family reared Caden in Catholicism, Caden did not feel compelled to practice. Her studies would replace that. However, visiting the many beautiful different churches on the U Chicago campus gave Caden ease of mind.

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