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This month I've been working on an independent study project; this is the reason that our semesters are shorter, but our year is longer than most other schools. "The Origin of Eukaryotic Cells." That is my paper. I've exhausted all my notes and research in about twelve pages, eight short of my minimum, and it reminds me that highschool is really not so far behind me, after all. It's fine, I have a week, and I'll stretch it out somehow.
A fourth year thesis student was killed while riding his bike down the road. His name was John, and I didn't know him. I keep trying to pray for his family and friends, but wind up praying instead that Luke be kept safe until I can come back home for good. I think about that too much, if suddenly he was gone and the last time I saw him was in Bradley International Airport, weeks ago. I'm as bothered by the frequency of this thought as I am by the thought itself.
There is a screech owl that I've seen twice now in our courtyard. I watched him with my roommate, and he ignored us from a branch about four feet above our heads, then flew down to a bike lock wrapped around the trunk of the tree. He was less than two feet away, and stared at us for about 10 seconds, if anyone in that situation could possibly judge time. Then he flew away. No, I have no idea if the two owls I saw were the same, I just like to think so. It was the same tree, at any rate.
A fourth year thesis student was killed while riding his bike down the road. His name was John, and I didn't know him. I keep trying to pray for his family and friends, but wind up praying instead that Luke be kept safe until I can come back home for good. I think about that too much, if suddenly he was gone and the last time I saw him was in Bradley International Airport, weeks ago. I'm as bothered by the frequency of this thought as I am by the thought itself.
There is a screech owl that I've seen twice now in our courtyard. I watched him with my roommate, and he ignored us from a branch about four feet above our heads, then flew down to a bike lock wrapped around the trunk of the tree. He was less than two feet away, and stared at us for about 10 seconds, if anyone in that situation could possibly judge time. Then he flew away. No, I have no idea if the two owls I saw were the same, I just like to think so. It was the same tree, at any rate.