Natural curiosity

Walked past the Museum of Natural Sciences on my way back from the library and realized I’ve never actually been inside. Not for a class, not with friends, just… because I wanted to. Figured twenty-one was old enough to qualify as an official adult museum visitor.

Natural curiosity

Turns out I’m the type of person who reads every single plaque. Every. Single. One. The woman at the front desk probably thought I was casing the joint because I spent forty-five minutes in the dinosaur hall alone. But there’s something about standing next to a creature that lived 65 million years ago that makes anatomy homework seem slightly less impossible.

Lost in the stars section for twenty minutes

The planetarium show doesn’t start until 3 PM, so I’m definitely coming back this weekend. Carmen’s going to think I’ve lost my mind, but I’m weirdly excited about the “Journey Through the Solar System” presentation. Sometimes you need a reminder that the universe is massive and your problems are tiny.