It’s a face in my minds eye, that of a man.
A particular man, whose face I knew not until gravaty presented it.
The cheeks of older, the eyes of “I’m sure I know you from before”.
Effing idiot, you do not end sentences with prepositions.
Silly boy in need of correcting.
Sir, should you prefer.
I am Miss and I will shatter your soul to pieces of glad bliss.
Speak, won’t you?`
I am fascinated by the scientific endeavor and I read about or engage with those processes as much as possible. I am a compulsive reader and writer.
With a background in anthropology and as an arm-chair/backyard scientist, I hope to improve my writing skills and learn about any areas of weakness or misunderstanding in my analytic skills.
I am excited to share. Thank you for spending time here.
Please reach out if you are so inclined. I'd be excited to hear from you.
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