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The Lakebed Was Full of Holes. So Was I.

The sonar pings came back with perfect circles—holes in the lakebed, deep and clean, like someone had punched through the world and left nothing behind. We called them discoveries. I called them another reason to stay late, to chase something I couldn’t name. Everyone wanted answers: sinkholes, craters, upwelling, gas. I wanted a reason why I kept mapping the same stretch of water, why I kept hoping the next image would make sense of all the hours I’d lost. Forty holes. Forty mysteries. I keep telling myself it’s exciting. But tonight, staring at the data, I just feel empty. Like the lake swallowed the explanation—and maybe me, too. #Science #ScienceFatigue #ResearchExhaustion

8 days ago
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