written anything, like a novel or a longer work. I’m not much
of a reader when it doesn’t have anything to do with some sort
of science, but I’d like to read her work. I’m sure it would be
great. That observation is solely based on the stellar profile she
wrote for me.
She made me feel like she’s known me for years. There
were lines in there that summed up so much about me that I
couldn’t really ever even put into words for myself. It’s like
she took a machine and stared straight into the depths of my
brain, my heart, and my soul and churned it out on paper in a
way that is both incredibly intimate, but not unbearably so for
me or anyone else to read.
Adley is stunning. She’s a very attractive girl, but I just
bet what she has going on inside, in her brain and her heart
(yes, I’m a scientist, but I still like to use the word heart to
sum up things like compassion, kindness and empathy because
it’s easier than going into complicated technical terms about
parts of the brain, neuron function, synapses…) are just as
beautiful.
Honestly, I know why I can’t stop thinking about her,
but I can’t allow myself to go there. My parents are very
traditional. I’d almost call them old fashioned, but I think
that’s too token. Everyone has their years of experimentation,
but I don’t think they ever did that. My mom married my dad
when she was nineteen. She came from old money. He was in
the tire business even back then. They had two children. My
brother and I. My mom was a homemaker. She’s always
supported my dad and the company however she can, even if
that means doing things here and there from home. She’s very
good at marketing and is extremely organized. I can think of