She snapped a photo of the whiteboard where she'd sketched the equation's ghost.
Three seconds later — a miracle.
She'd scribbled it by hand during a fever dream of inspiration last week. Now the paper was lost somewhere in her mountain of books, coffee cups, and crumpled printouts. Rewriting it from memory would take hours.
She snapped a photo of the whiteboard where she'd sketched the equation's ghost.
Three seconds later — a miracle.
She'd scribbled it by hand during a fever dream of inspiration last week. Now the paper was lost somewhere in her mountain of books, coffee cups, and crumpled printouts. Rewriting it from memory would take hours.
