when you’re a science major

i miss writing.

i miss pencil against paper.

i miss the scratch of the lead, the smooth flow of the words, the tree-scent of the rustling paper.

i miss the feeling of creating something beautiful in my own words.

the reason i love to write is because you create instead of follow ⁠— no equations, methods, rules, or calculations.

you're just ⁠— free. free to make whatever you want.

free to let yourself run wild.

i miss being free.

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