I scrub out for the last time. I change my clothes and grab my keys out of my bag, putting it on my shoulder. My coworkers embrace me before I depart. My career has been the main focus of my life for many years. I am onto a new journey. I will book a one-way ticket soon. I will go where the wind takes me, but someday I will live on a tropical island. I want to meet a woman and build a house.

I’ve dreamed about this again,

And again.

I am a healer and leaving the hospital is not the end, it’s a change.

I drive away, one last glance in my rear view.