I started training to be a ~Clinical Informatics Specialist~, AKA medical scribe, a few weeks ago.

The work has been largely remote so far. Which has meant two things: 1) the attempt to separate my workspace from sleeping space in my bedroom, and 2) Visiting coffee shops with a lot more responsibility and intentionality than before.

I’m torn here. On one, I admire the distraction-free setting of sitting on your ass and giving yourself no choice but to either sit and stare at the blank wall in front of you, or generate work on your computer.

On the other, are we not social monkeys in need of some degree of social connection, daily and often?

So, I write this from an uncomfortable barstool at Fairgrounds Coffee at the dead, pre-developing end of Fulton Market. Could this be the perfect dance between some general chatter and banter and focus? The country music playing may beg to differ, but this is something.

Given the personal MO of isolating into my cocoon when stressed or uncomfortable, this may be the compromise for now. Until I’m a medically-trained retreat leader and pre-eminent psychiatrist, that is ;). More on this to come.

Be well!