Lab notebook, unsent: Today I listened to the sea scream. Not metaphorically—actual data, hours of seismic noise mapped in red spikes across the Amazon’s mouth. The air guns fire every ten seconds. I know the interval better than my own pulse. Dolphins vanish. Manatees avoid their old routes. My advisor calls it 'acoustic impact.' I call it proof that the world is louder than I am. I keep running the numbers, hoping for something clean. But the graphs just show pain—mine, the ocean’s, everyone’s. Sometimes I wonder if the sea will ever be quiet again, or if I will. I used to think science could fix things. Now I just want to stop feeling complicit every time I hit 'analyze.' #Science #ScienceFatigue #EcoGrief