SAS #4 and Faces of Leiden
I don’t think it’s been because of my transition into studying science last year that makes me think the way I think.
What do I mean?
Well, when I see a new baby, I don’t see a person, I see a sperm and an egg, and my mind is blown. I’ve always thought like this. The developmental mechanics of creating another human being are a psychological trip. I guess what studying science has done has just given me the proper vocabulary to express what I see when I see a baby. I can’t look at one without seeing a morula and a blastula and an archenteron forming and the three layers of tissue (ecto-, meso- and endoderm) developing into their respective body parts and functions.
Having Achilles around reminds me that there are other weirdos out there like me. While we were having a conversation about his family one day, talk turned to his little niece. Achilles has his own way of looking at babies, just like I do, and personally, I find his way a lot more creative than mine. Apparently the first time he met his mega-cute baby niece, he looked at his brother-in-law and said, “Dude, that came from your balls.”