Saturday, April 02, 2005

The Dangers of Hooded Sweatshirts

One of the scariest things in life is when you put on a hooded sweather backwards, so that the hood ends up smothering your face, and it is dark, and everything feels twisted up and suffocating. One could call that a mild case of claustrophobia.

Math is taking over my life. Fourier, Laplace, Dirichlet, Cauchy, Euler...all dead, yet all still lurking in the recesses of my dreams. Bastards. Genius, yes. But more bastard than genius.

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