a fragile encasing

Me: After reading that Twitter thread about people who feel an impending sense of doom and then die shortly after, I really feel aware of my mortality! Our bodies are just a meat encasing that will decline and one day die.

Aff: Stupid meat. [looking up at the sky] Why me...at?? 

Quiet Antarctica

One unexpected cool thing about Antarctica is knowing there are almost no other humans around, as far as the eye can see. 

It is quiet. There are no sounds of traffic. Just penguin noises and ice breaking off. 

We passed another ship yesterday and it was shocking to see another sign of human life! 

It is also interesting to look out and see vast mountains that probably no human has set foot on.

Antarctic snow

Antarctica is making me appreciate snow. 

Snow in cities is inconvenient. Shoes track sludge into the house. Going inside or outside requires minutes of changing clothing. I need to keep track of so many additional accessories: hat, scarf, mittens, socks. 

Snow in nature is awe-inspiring. It is silent, but alters the landscape. 

When it comes to oceans or lakes, I encounter them in their full form, after driving out of the city. My memories of them involve amazement. Most of my memories of snow involve half-melted snow on the roadside, mixed with dirt and leaves. 

I've been seeing a domesticated form of snow, and now I am seeing it in its natural habitat.