finding a doctor

Five years ago today, I packed my bags, kissed my mother good-bye, and bid a fond farewell to my life as an Oregonian. I had never lived outside of that state, and in the years since moving to the East Coast many people have asked, “Weren’t you scared?!”
Honestly, no. Mostly because I had no idea what I was supposed to be scared of. I had a job, although no car and no place to…