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The Odyssey

Or: My Journey Home, Wherever it May Find Me

11 September
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I am the angel, the temptress, the gazelle, and the cheetah. I am made up almost, but not entirely, of lines and curves. I am half elf, half water creature, and half boring and uninteresting.
I just happen to like apples and I am not afraid of snakes.
When you're not looking, I have butterfly wings. If you look in my eyes, you can hear the ocean, like I'm a shell.

I have a reoccuring dream that I wake up in the middle of a warm, cloudless night, with a bright full moon and a thousand stars. I grab my board and head for the surf, and all of a sudden I'm riding the perfect wave, and with bioluminesence in the water looking like the stars I can't even tell when the wave crests over me and I'm sliding down the front at impossible speeds, and I ride for a long time when the sun comes up and I have to go home and wake up.

I can pull the frisbee the whole length of the field, huck a hammer, swim a mile or run fifteen. I make excellent larval mounts and my diatom SEM's are awesome. I make great enchiladas, award winning oatmeal cake, and I'm a master of Mac & Cheese. My students tell me I'm the best TA they have ever had.

I also keep a science-themed journal at questionofscale. If you're science-minded, that's where the small but thinking part of me resides.

I do everything in sets of 25 (unless it's time, in which case it's 15 minutes, obviously) and rarely are my foods allowed to touch. I have a short attention span, which is why I'm done writing now.

The space between what's wrong and right
Is where you'll find me hiding, waiting for you.

You know who you are.

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