The soundtrack for today’s and yesterday’s writing. Also have a teeny tiny snippet of what I’ve been working on below the cut!
I don’t have the vocabulary for Caleb’s kind of beauty. I could start writing down equations to explain. It wouldn’t translate. Maybe the closest I can come is the Schrödinger equation. Elegant, potent, with so many shifting variations. I could even say his atoms vibrate at entirely different frequencies, and this is why he is so deadly beautiful. But then he wouldn’t be able to exist in this universe, according to our laws of physics, and as far as we understand those laws. Perhaps he doesn’t. Perhaps I will never really know where he is.