So last week I spent 57 and a half hours in the lab. I have great, long, filled days. Many things to learn, many interesting things to discover in biochemistry. I think I may shift my academic attentions away from straight chemistry and more towards this biochem side.
Today, (or was it ysterday?) A full matress was moved in to my room. Very nice. Beats sleeping on those foam pads. Still on a low and conservative budget, but things have been working out for the better.
After:
(My friend and housemate, Duy, sifting through some of my music.)
I'm having one of those introspective, reminiscent nights. Wondering who I am, what I'm doing, where I've come from... It started after listening to Megadeth - Last Rites / Loved to Deth. I swear it sounds just like Vivaldi. So I had to play the four seasons. Powerful stuff. Music still moves me. And then by eerie glow of my familiar lamp in my unfamiliar place, Groove Armada - Lovebox comes on. This reminds me so much of a dazed, stay-up-all-night song, ahh, like those nights in Denver, so long ago, so surreal, so gone, lost forever.
There once was magic in my life. Feelings of special moments, something beyond the mundane. All those times are becoming gray, I can't bring the feeling back. It really doesn't help that Nine Inch Nails' The Day the Whole World Went Away randomly came on.
I should sleep, need to be up bright and early to get to lab. Protein purification!
I miss you.
