Sia - Breathe Me

Verloren, vielleicht.

Every time I return from visiting my grandmother in Germany, I have an almost irresistible urge to flee the states for my birthland, and I often feel a tinge of treason for not doing just that. But I don’t use “treason” in any political or nationalistic sense; perhaps only intellectually. Since my first language was German, my mind must have the vestiges of a neural component that would allow me to excel linguistically should I choose to immerse myself in the language once again. Despite opportunities abounding, however, which admittedly increase the attraction of relocating, I can’t seem to bring myself to take the steps that would result in foreign residence. I suppose it all comes down to a reason that’s simple yet inescapable: I don’t want to leave those I love, whom I see rarely enough as it is. 

Tutor: Chemistry Lab - Session 1.

Lab I: Investigate the properties of a mixture: cornstarch and water. 

Success. The student is hooked. 

(Reblogged from matt-scott)

gesophrosunt-deactivated2012011 asked: Dear Human Friend - I herein submit to you a personal request that you might in the future times employ this webpage to post select thoughts, ideas, rants, ramblings, and whathaveyou's of your own creation and patronage, so that your peers and friends might peruse them. What say you?

I shall consider it. ha. 

(Reblogged from videopalindrome)

Radiohead - Lotus Flower

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