A man of my height, bearing, stature, posture. His visage seems to suggest that he is tired. Yet despite all that, he looks determined. His head raised in the skies. He’s in a pursue of something. He is in a running position. Making errands or like in a hurry. Clutched on his left hand, a pillow. On his right, a thick book. He is running past through a thick barrier. It looks like he is some kind of superhero who just passed through a solid wall, breaking what was supposed to be flat, chunks of something solid flying around. The whole thing, carved in black marble.
This is what I had in mind. Me, breaking out from college this year, exploring the real world, attending medical school, doing my best despite all the lack of sleep. I am determined to finish what I had started. God help me. This is a new year.