Wow It’s Scary How Relatable This Is

It is gelid outside. I am drowsy from reading and making annotations for hours on end. My eyes are burning ever so slightly. There is an owl hooting outside my window. I am now in bed…drifting into a dreamless sleep.

Writers gather around

“Writers aren’t exactly people...they are a bunch of people trying to be one person” -F. Scott Fitzgerald 

...I am writers. Thank you Scott, for giving an explanation for my dilemma.

“What light is light, if Silvia be not seen?”-Willy Shakes

Thrifting because why not?

Decisions decisions...

me: i'm not that dramatic

also me: *plays lacrimosa by mozart while crying at three in the morning*

post as much as possible while the women are offline so they can have something to read for breakfast when they are awake.

Confessions from a Chemistry Academic

I was thinking about the scientists from the scientific revolution the other day. And I wonder what drove their passion for science. I am guessing it's their thirst to know more about the world and know why it works the way it does. I think the same applies to modern scientists. But, why do teachers and professors make it so dull? It is almost as if science does not apply to every aspect of our lives, which is far from the truth. But where is the poetry of science? Where is the passion and inspiration? Stem shouldn't just be about Formulas and equations and getting high grades on the MCATs. Concepts are not meant to be only memorized. We are tested so heavily that we forget that there is beauty in science. Scientists from the past were romantics and actually took the time to understand and not just memorize concepts for an exam. We don't have the time to really understand. We are always rushed now. Professors also try to weed us out and give up on our dreams. That could be my golden age thinker bias talking, but what if it's not? I really like chemistry, but how on earth do I learn to love it? As much as I find STEM dark academia posts on Tumblr beautiful, the energy shown in the classroom isn't the same. Take the Dead Poets Society, for example. The students were able to love poetry because of their teacher, who emanated such passion that it inspired so many individuals. I am looking for a John Keating that teaches chemistry, physics, biology, and math. If I cannot find such a person I aspire to be that person. I want to inspire and radiate genuine love for stem. I want to be a chemistry romantic.

Confession about Hozier

What does listening to Hozier feel like? Well, I doubt that I will be able incapsulate it in a way which accurately makes whoever is reading this feel something.

Such poetry, myth, history, and art are interwoven in his voice and lyrics.

What are words but creation of man? A creation of man so wonderful and cruel. A creation by which evokes such splendid passion or drowning melancholy. Hozier, balances the light and dark so beautifully resembling a Greek myth.

When I listen to Hozier, I visualize the first blushes of spring, dewy moss in a forest with tall trees, the strong addicting petrichor in the dawn, seaside cottage, first morning cup of tea with silky milk and sugar cubes, ripe ruby colored pomegranates awaiting to be eaten by Persephone, the turbulent agitated waves of the biting cold ocean, chilly zephyr whispering secrets into my ear, apples with pure honey, a large white bathtub sitting alone in a large bare room with walls the color of buttercream and decorated with gold panels dressing the walls with vestments, Hades dark robes covering Persephone’s glittering sheer periwinkle tunic, and with a gentle kiss, black cherries, the two opposing forces of nature interwined, time stopped, white orchids, dying embers of a fire, aged booked, sounds of breaking waves on the coastline, crunchy leaves, knit sweaters, crescent moon, Orion in the sky, Moscato rosé wine bringing warmth contrasting the gelid numbness on pink fingertips, long hair dancing with the Aura, and that is just a glimpse of what Hozier’s music makes me visualize.

-The Chemistry Academic

So...I found this lovely bookshop and now I’m obsessed!!!!!