In an empty lab, no one could hear me think. Only the whir of centrifuges and the humming of refrigerators keep me company.
Darkened rooms. Unoccupied desks. Blank computer screens. Pipettes, empty flasks, ependorph tubes in multi-colored racks scattered along benches. It's as if the conversations earlier that day had never existed.
At that moment, I am suffocating in the silence, alone in the universe.
