Technically, we are more microbe than human. Luckily, human cells are a lot bigger, so by weight we are still more human than microbe, but I still feel a little outnumbered.
Browsing: Perspective
Anyone at the University can volunteer for research participation. I got into it to earn that little 5% boost, but if you want to try out some random cool stuff, and give your little data point, try it out!
I still don’t know what I am, but I know what I’m not.
I remember mentally flicking through all of the training and study I had done throughout my degree, hoping desperately that there might be something, anything, on how to respond in the given situation. Alas, I came up with nothing.
I’ve never had a nightmare quite like that again. Maybe because my subconscious fear of losing my dad became more real.
Along her limbs, the connecting stitches hang loose and remnants of the past repairs remind my hands of the many lives she has lived. I was gifted her when I was a newborn and she has been my most constant companion ever since.
There’s a shot in so many Hollywood movies where the main character, separated from their loved ones, looks up at the moon and takes comfort from knowing they’re under the same sky. What about listening to old lyrics that someone dear to you loved?
As someone who has been writing in a diary since 2011, I’ve looked back at my past diaries. I’ve laughed and cringed. 12 years later, now in my early 20s, I’ve started to reflect on what they mean to me.
Degrading someone based on the way that they speak communicates a larger judgment: what you have to say isn’t valuable.
Poetry has this capacity to describe the contradictory impulses and parts of our identity that don’t make sense, and publications like Hermes enable students to hear that from each other, where otherwise they may not.