Chemistry class is in its final week. Its been good, bad, and a little ugly, but truthfully, I've converted. I'm still in way over my head, but something about it is fascinating.
There is one week left and I have to take two tests. One problem. I really don't know where I am going to fit any more information. Truly. Never mind that my thought processes are exhausted and tend to drip sweat from the exertion. Never mind that my cortex goes on equation "searches" and doesn't come back for hours. Never mind that the calculator gives me a different answer every time I enter the same exact numbers. The game buster is that I am simply out of room.
Out. of. room.
So last night, I asked God for a bigger brain. I'm waiting to hear back.