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Lessons Learned in Montréal

Yesterday, I returned from my month-long sojourn in Montreal; while it was certainly a wonderful thing to regain some measure of independence (no matter how temporarily), I am certainly happy to see the end of 24-hour work days*. I learned … Continue reading

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The Wasted Year

Tomorrow, I’m going to Montreal for the first time in eleven years. It seems that the staff of the International Space University were sufficiently impressed by my work last year in Strasbourg that they are inviting me back, with food, … Continue reading

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Life On An Elastic Band

There are only two things to be said for eking out a meagre existence. The first, quite obviously, is that at least you’re still existing. The second is that “eking” is a fun word to say. I am an example … Continue reading

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Regrets, I’ve Not Had a Few

Maybe it’s just my relative youth, but it has occurred to me that I don’t actually think that I have any regrets. I mean: in some ways, it would have been nice to transition before puberty, but can I honestly … Continue reading

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I’m Not Dead Yet!

I have come to suspect that most, if not all, of my parents’ ongoing discomfort with my transition is rooted in the idea that the person that they knew is dying and being replaced by a stranger. It was an … Continue reading

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Farewell to the Life I Have Built

On Tuesday, I was presented with a diploma which certified my status as a Master of Science. From this day forward, I can truthfully tell people that I hold an advanced degree in theoretical physics*. Convocation itself was a dreadfully … Continue reading

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What You’ve Done For Me

I must reacquaint myself with silence Now that I can’t depend Upon the noisome, anti-tranquil violence Of you, my dearest friend. And in those years of sheer frustration When your din brought such vexation Never once did I imagine I’d … Continue reading

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