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The problem with the lab - one of them, anyway - is that it's often times extremely constricting. And as much as Hank sometimes wishes that he didn't have to take breaks, that he could devote most of his waking hours to research, he has to admit that staring at calculations for hours on end can lead to his becoming sloppy. Numbers get transposed, equations are incorrectly written down.
He'd spent nearly an hour trying to solve a problem that he'd created for himself when he realized that he needed to take a step back for the day.
Hank imagines that there are many people who'd have something to say about the fact that his idea of taking a break is looking for light reading on the bookshelf. He comes across a work of fiction from the year he comes from, something he never got a chance to read, in the confusion of that year.
"Do you know if this is any good?" he asks someone nearby, holding up a copy of One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest.
He'd spent nearly an hour trying to solve a problem that he'd created for himself when he realized that he needed to take a step back for the day.
Hank imagines that there are many people who'd have something to say about the fact that his idea of taking a break is looking for light reading on the bookshelf. He comes across a work of fiction from the year he comes from, something he never got a chance to read, in the confusion of that year.
"Do you know if this is any good?" he asks someone nearby, holding up a copy of One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest.