Wednesday, September 18, 2019

Life, Biologically Speaking


No doubt, biology got the best of me.
It took years for me to realize that early
on in life, say about 17, 18 years or so,
I was duped by the science of living

organisms which had control over me.
Science was never an easy subject. I
failed it twice in high school in my
sophomore and junior years. Dropped

out a few weeks into my senior year,
and never returned. Enlisted in the
Army instead. Figured marching and
stuff instead didn’t require biology to

mess with my head. I was wrong. Bi-
ology stuck with me like glue, not in-
tellectually, mind you, but intrinsically.
My biological being knew long before

I had the capacity to understand what
was going on with me naturally. And
when my girlfriend shocked me with
her pregnancy one day, I thought to

myself, how stupid of me. I should
have known better. When I saw her
as pretty and had a natural attraction,
I hadn’t the slightest clue that this was

where biology would eventually lead
me. I figured that she must have failed
the basic science of reproduction in
high school as well. And the myth that

opposites attract was a theory tested
which we eventually would blow out
of the water too. Biology, all so compli-
cated. Took me decades to figure out.

Well, better late than never, so they say.
I can now claim, for all it’s worth, that I
have become more attuned to the sciences
in my old age. For me, astronomy is far less
troublesome.

Chris Hanch 9-18-19






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