Two doctors walk into a coffee shop
A would-be doctor of medicine is sitting perpendicular to a would-be doctor of primates. The first is writing out scenarios for a presentation in class, while the second is reading The Tiger's Wife and mentally preparing herself to dive into the proposal that was delayed by her collapse at the university (she is fine, by the way - it was in fact not a seizure but severe panic attack. The paramedics said these things happen all the time.) The future doctor of medicine has nice clothes, a handsome and fit boyfriend, and a beautiful personality. The other sits reading while angry accusations rocket around inside her rib cage, saying things like, "You could have been great if you hadn't been sick for so long. You could have been in grad school already if you hadn't given in to depression." It makes the would-be doctor of primates see an interesting picture. On the top, she is quietly reading her book, one hand Curving up around her mouth as it always does when she is concentrating, making her look like she's very worried about something. Inside, the accusations bounce off her rib age and dig deep into the flesh of her abdomen. Invisible violence. Like a tiger ripping at her insides. At the end of their time in the coffee shop, the would-be doctor of medicine will go home to her handsome boyfriend and her own silent tigers, and the would-be doctor of pro images will take her two dogs and four surrogate dogs for a walk to the dog park. As the dogs run around, she will shake her head and wonder if the tiger will ever stop its rib-ripping; she doubts it, but she's still here, and she's ready to rebuild.
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