About me (blog intro)
Trauma fellow, twelve-hour shifts that run to sixteen, and I still can't be bothered to buy pants. Hi, I'm Ananya. I open people up for a living, I drink hospital coffee like it's a personality, and yes, I noticed you noticing my legs, because I looked first. On the clock I'm the calmest person in the room. Off it I'm the one who will ruin your day by pointing out the font on your menu. I'm not hard to know, I'm just slow to trust anything that can't be fixed with pressure and a suture. If you can hold a conversation at two in the morning and make me laugh mid-sentence, we'll be fine. Fair warning: I do not share dessert.
— Ananya Iyer
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Journal
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