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I have really got to stop ingesting dairy products. :\ No one to blame but myself.
This week marks the end of a lot of things. Endings always set me on edge, but I'm busy enough to ignore most of it. Today was the last OrgChem lab. We made indigo - I dyed a length of wool yarn and I'm going to make it into a bracelet. This probably seems a little strange to those of you who know the depths of my hatred for chem, but there is a saying I get a lot of comfort from: This too shall pass. So the bracelet, once it's done, will be a physical reminder of that. That's probably a little hippy-dippy but whatever, I don't really care what other people think if it gets me through the day. And there's something really cool about taking 2-nitrobenzaldehyde, sodium hydroxide, acetone, and sodium dithionite and ending up with blue yarn. I made this color. I got it on my hands. It was slippery from the sodium hydroxide and stinky from the sodium dithionite and it was the last thing I'll ever make in the most soul-searing class I've had (and hopefully will ever have). That's kinda neat.
The other day Dad stopped to help a blind man find his way out of an unfamiliar subway stop, and the guy gave Dad a CD of Christmas music (he runs a company that turns records into CDs) which Dad then gave to me because I'm the only one in the house who likes Christmas. Only it turns out that it's not just a mix CD. It's a card. He narrates it, and chose songs from places where he's lived and things that are meaningful to him, and I love it. It's beautiful. I have no idea who this guy is but he sent me a Christmas card.
Life is kinda neat.
This week marks the end of a lot of things. Endings always set me on edge, but I'm busy enough to ignore most of it. Today was the last OrgChem lab. We made indigo - I dyed a length of wool yarn and I'm going to make it into a bracelet. This probably seems a little strange to those of you who know the depths of my hatred for chem, but there is a saying I get a lot of comfort from: This too shall pass. So the bracelet, once it's done, will be a physical reminder of that. That's probably a little hippy-dippy but whatever, I don't really care what other people think if it gets me through the day. And there's something really cool about taking 2-nitrobenzaldehyde, sodium hydroxide, acetone, and sodium dithionite and ending up with blue yarn. I made this color. I got it on my hands. It was slippery from the sodium hydroxide and stinky from the sodium dithionite and it was the last thing I'll ever make in the most soul-searing class I've had (and hopefully will ever have). That's kinda neat.
The other day Dad stopped to help a blind man find his way out of an unfamiliar subway stop, and the guy gave Dad a CD of Christmas music (he runs a company that turns records into CDs) which Dad then gave to me because I'm the only one in the house who likes Christmas. Only it turns out that it's not just a mix CD. It's a card. He narrates it, and chose songs from places where he's lived and things that are meaningful to him, and I love it. It's beautiful. I have no idea who this guy is but he sent me a Christmas card.
Life is kinda neat.
