The simultaneous measurement of two conjugate variables (such as the momentum and position or the energy and time for a moving particle) entails a limitation on the precision (standard deviation) of each measurement. Namely: the more precise the measurement of position, the more imprecise the measurement of momentum, and vice versa. In the most extreme case, absolute precision of one variable would entail absolute imprecision regarding the other.
—Physicist Werner Heisenberg, 1927
I love physics - I was never spectacular at it, I was much better at geometry and abstract math but I've always loved physics. There's an absolute elegance to their formulas, and I find it moving because so many things can be applied to our very mundane life. Yes, a lot of them are highly theoretical and abstract but their core, their essence, can be felt in everything. Matter and energy move itself, there is no external mover. How can that not be at the centrality of man? You may think there are forces at work, deciding your life, controlling it: feelings, thoughts, other people. But there is no other mover, you are not a creature experiencing feelings and being guided by them. You are the feeling, the thoughts.
I miss school only because I had a chance to be social. Soon I'll have a job and then some structure to my day, but even with all the little activities I set up for myself, the reading, the essay writing, the novel, the art, I find myself trying to keep up some kind of motivation. With my roommates gone most of the time I realize I haven't spoken out loud in two days, which is a bit pathetic. Maybe other people would really relish in such an opportunity, but I still love being around others. Your own ideation process can only get you so far - you never know what someone else has hidden inside of them, all that they have to offer. Today I'm going to go to Chantal's house, make udon soup from scratch and play with her puppy, Jake. I've missed that dog so much, but less so now that I have my own adorable pet. Chekov is doing fine, she seems to like sleeping under my bed during the day. Last night I went to Brians' going away party, sad but true. I hope he finds something in New Zealand for him, I hope it's a happy journey.
