Soumya's Weird Musings

There are science fiction writers whose "predictions" of modern-age inventions have come true. Jules Verne predicted video conferencing and submarines. Isaac Asimov predicted robots and artificial intelligence. Arthur C. Clarke predicted artificial satellites and portable music players - what we now know as MP3 players or iPods or whatever else you crazy kids use. He also predicted the Mobius Belt. (And this introduction defines the word "understatement.") Well, okay, the Mobius belt isn't an "invention." It's an incredibly abstract concept that is somehow allowed by the laws of nature. In fact, it's such an anomaly that I'll have to write my ideas from bottom-up: the Mobius belt is a huge spoiler for what's about to come. Two dimensional objects have two sides: think paper, wall, door. In fact, every object we come across is tangible across all three dimensions. We can't imagine a cube having no height , for example, or a pape...

Practically every waking minute, I feel as if I’m under scrutiny. I feel like all eyes are on me. There are many complicated reasons for why I feel this way. A lot has changed, and I really don’t think I have a definition anymore. But what of the people who knew me before I entered this in-between? This one’s for them. I’ve been described as brave, intelligent, creative, focused, determined, mature, leader-like, and a lot of other stuff that I’m proud I was able to display. Certainly, none of that was pretense; I don’t have the energy to do that kind of thing. I’m just left wondering how much of that still describes me as I am right now. I lost contact with a lot of people in a certain timespan, and I think my descriptors have changed since then. The result is that I can’t keep up with the scrutiny whose basis is descriptors from an age where I was very unkind to myself and to the people I care about. The reason I’m thinking about scrutiny is that things didn’t go as...