Railroads

I see you 
You see me. 
The cool metal beneath our feet 
As we walk on either side of a railroad  
Holding hands.

Paths

As someone who chose STEM to meet societal expectations, I have always delineated the professional and personal spheres of my life into mutually exclusive compartments, whereby the former was about doing things expected of me and the latter was about doing things I wanted. Having degrees meant being able to earn an income while being passionate meant putting hours into engaging in discussions or reading up on topics that actually matter to me. Like literature, feminism or culture. I never conducted experiments or blew the roof off as a child; I wrote poetry and imagined working with NGOs someday. It is safe to say that I feel like a misfit, an aberration, in terms of my career.

Threads

Have you tasted freedom?