Life is too complicated for me to understand. I can't keep track of my atoms, or number the cells in the tip of my pinkie. I can't even see the quarksdancing in my eyeball. At night, when I'm sleeping, who breathes me? Who beats my heart, and how much do I owe them? Who orders my neurons to fire in synchrony when I laugh or cry? In the morning, who shouts at my pituitary, "Less water, more
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