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"The Galactic halo contains a large population of neutral hydrogen clouds, named HVCs for the fact that their radial velocities do not match standard Galactic rotation patterns. Understanding their origin involves finding distances and trajectories." <em>Determining the 3D orientation of High Velocity Clouds by Monte Carlo Modeling, K. Sakano, [[2017]].</em>
Before we got together she had only been with a man ten years her senior.
The simplest gestures impressed her to no end. Before her dance show I couldn’t find her favorite flowers in the store so I got her [[a packet of lavender seeds]] and some little plants I stole from the arboretum.
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([[figure one]]) The velocity and i(u) graphs for a constant density & temperature and nonconstant velocity function.
[[She was too smart for me.]]The man she had been with was rough and I was [[soft]].
She told me time and space were intrinsically and inextricably [[connected]]. I asked her if she meant that time was the string of a necklace and space was the pearls or if time was the mattress and space the comforter and she looked at me like I was really dumb but really special. I ended things before she went to Harvard for the summer.
When we kissed her mouth was always [[cold]].
She sent me a letter on my birthday and a replica of the stuffed animal I had as a kid that she found on ebay.
When I called her for her birthday I wished her congratulations after reading and trying and failing to understand [[just the abstract]] of the paper that landed her in Massachusetts studying high velocity space clouds through an Argentinian telescope.
Before she left she told me she wanted to see the eclipse with me once she came back, someplace remote and dark in western Carolina. Before she left she wanted us to meet her parents, her new roommates.
[[Before she left]] we had exams and she got really drunk at a party and her face was sweaty and red and beautiful and I felt itchy all over. I didn't drink so I could drive. She'd always made a fuss about getting a ride home because she thought it was an inconvenience. At first it was cute but then it was a lot because she was stubborn and didn’t see the dangers of walking 45 minutes home, alone, in the dead of night. [[It was really no trouble,]] I’d tell her. [[I really love driving you.]][[I like listening to your playlists and taking you where you need to go.]]I like unbuckling my seatbelt lightning quick so I can dash around and open the door for you. I like kissing you on the side of your face or on the top of your head [[before I leave.]] I like knowing that you’re home safe.Even though it was over she still wanted to watch the eclipse.
I couldn't handle it. I think I was afraid of seeing her, afraid of trying to understand her now that [[I maybe could]].[[She was too smart for me.]]