It’s 11:21pm on a Thursday night. I can hear the faint stir of sleepers in the midst of their dreams. My fingers type my delicate, unspoken words quite slowly. I dare not to disturb the peace that is harboured in the night for it is beautiful, the silence.
Working on my reading skills. With the help of Journal Club and Grant’s weekly lab meetings, I anticipate that by the end of the quarter it will be my instinct to read at least 3 scientific papers each week.