Harte

24|researcher|she/her

[har-tee]

I remember you in pieces.Pieces of a puzzle i never got to finish, even when i had all the pieces. Maybe i was afraid, afraid to meet your eyes, eyes that pierced my soul. The beauty in you never knowing how i wandered through the streets, collecting shards of glass building a lens to see you..A moth to a flame..the girl to the idea of you..

My heart , broken in a city where nobody ever gets lost.....the lens bloody..and I didn’t just lose you,I lost my discretion and my fortitude..I Lost..

[allthingseurope]

Grenoble, France (by John O'Daly)

[har-tee]

Along the curves of life, we find our rhythm, our slopes, our now.

Perhaps the truest measure of love is the willingness to be clumsy at it.

[thotsfortherapy]

it’s not “am I good enough to do it?”, it’s “do I like it enough to be bad at it?”

[har-tee]

Me: finishing DFT like a pro. Also me: stuck in Vector knots with cake crumbs on my notes.

Tuesday 23 September 2025 4:03 PM

- Finished my DFT notes 🎉

- Tried starting Electrochem, but vectors pulled me in.

- Coffee count: unreasonably high ☕

- Cake therapy: successful 🍰

- Claire: still the most grounded one in the house

I thought I was moving from DFT into Electrochemistry, but this week reminded me that studies don’t always move in straight lines — sometimes they twist like the knots in Vector Analysis. Between all that, I let myself enjoy small joys: a café cake, coffee at home, and time with this pregnant lady. A knotty but sweet week.

[har-tee]

Moved back home…

Me vs density functional theory — a love story written in wavefunctions and coffee stains…

September 8 2025 · 8:39 pm

still in my physics girl era — wrapped up the DFT basics tonight. now it’s just a little bit of quantum mechanics and solid state physics standing between me and finally diving into the electrochemistry side of it all. feels like unlocking the next level of a very nerdy video game.

[har-tee]

We really do make little corners for ourselves Don’t we?Picture walls feel like the grown-up version of blanket forts. With the rhythmic turning of the fan and a steamy cup of coffee, we sip the small world we’ve created.

“Ananthamanjatham avarnaneeyam ee Loka Golam thiriyunna Margam athinkelengandorudathirunnu nokkunna marthyan kathayenthu kandu?”

There’s a saying in my language:

— The infinite, the unknowable, the indescribable… as the earth spins, what story does the mortal, sitting somewhere , truly see?

The vastness of the universe, its endlessness—there is no edge, no seam. It can be overwhelming to realize how small and fragile our mortal lives are. But that is also the wonder of it. That’s why it’s okay—the wrong turns, the regrets, all of it.

So we curl up in our little fortresses, shielding ourselves from the immensity of it all. Blissful ignorance, some might say.

[har-tee]

Me vs density functional theory-a love story written in wavefunctions and coffee stains…

July 26 2025 7:35 pm

diving back into my physics girl era- cracked open the notes tonight for some dft basics and a quantum mechanics refresher—turns out, my brain still lights up for eigenfunctions and electron densities.