November 30th, 2009

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We are all made of meat

So I was biking to work this morning, and I really got thinking about everybody else's internal organs.

This happens to me about twice every three months. I become aware of my breathing, and then start thinking about other people breathing, and then start thinking about the intricate biological clockwork powering everybody controlling the multi-ton vehicles I'm hoping won't run me over at the next street crossing. It takes me a while to get my brain (my warm, squishy, meaty brain) back off the subject.

Does this happen to anybody else, or is it just me?
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