𝒜𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶𝑒𝓊𝓈

☆fornight of exams 6/14

~day old pompompurin on the board whilst discussing the strange confusion of notation between theoretical physics and pure mathematics

~storm brewing as the wind starts another assault

Simone de Beauvoir, from Diary of a Philosophy Student: Volume 1, 1926-27

☆fornight of exams 1/14

~trying desperately to romanticise the most stressful time of the the season

~9 hours straight of a module i still don't quite understand

03.11.25

November already.

Inexplicably one of my favorite months. Also fond of September and June, in that order, with no apparent love in my heart for the season of spring. None of these months carry any real significance in terms of notable personal events, but all seem to share the same soft whisper. Dark warm storms in June, summer's agonal breaths in September, biting winter winds in November; there's something that ties them all together and draws me to them.

Liber de naturis bestiarum, 13th century.

silent reading night | september 17, 2025