土曜日, 5月 14, 2005

Saw Jenny off to the airport, then wandered the darkening streets of Cambridge in search of senior gifts and travel guides. Ultimately bought a copy of Walden and started reading it for the first time. By the time I paused, it'd stolen three hours from my life--or rather, I gave them freely.

The way I see it is: if I were the type to drink, I'd lose my evening AND incur a morning hangover. Instead, I've volunteered my evening and now want to spend my life hoeing beans at Walden pond--or studying marine life along the coasts of Japan.

How tragic it is that Biology is developing its greatest tools just when biology itself is being lost--as if we have finally built a flashlight, only to shine it into the abyss. To be a biologist at the dawn of the 21st century is to be a librarian in the last days of Alexandria.