Monday love.
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Neil DaCosta - Astronaut Suicides (2011)
“Imagine after years of study and dedication to complex classes of mathematics, physics, chemistry, astronomy, astrophysics, engineering, etc. .. and of course a good physical preparation, you get up in the morning, prepare your coffee and read in the New York Times that ‘NASA will not travel into space again.’
Like Barack Obama said, ‘I understand that some believe we should return to the surface of the moon but I have to say this bluntly, we have been there before.’”
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I was a bit overwhelmed in the past two months, so I haven’t really posted anything. But I’m back with a photo from Central Park. Imagine that!
Pack up your troubles, leave your blues behind
This text was originally published in Kosovo2.0
If someone had told me a year ago that I would be having a light saber duel with a Lebanese chick on the Boston subway, I would have given them a condescending look (to say the least).
Last October my life did not appear even half as sci-fi. Looking back, that period was also quite the turning point. I went from being the girl in The Kooks’ “Ooh La,” a goody-two-shoes Shalala person, whose dysfunctional relationship with the world makes for a catchy third-person tune, to an Eliza Doolittle “Pack Up” non-fictional I dictate the rules one.
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Yep, that’s cheesy Peter, Bjorn and John, but the song reminds me of my beloved friends.
And that’s Peter’s hand alright (from Sziget) :)
That’s probably the only place I’ve not stored shoes…
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