Today I interpreted life scientifically — as scientifically as one who never studied science could interpret it. I’m an organism in some larger chain of events inside of a living orb. Being with my friends last night helped to inspire this perception, though I do see life that way periodically. It’s interesting thinking about why people might breed, how some people have chemistry that’s more compatible to life, how some people don’t have this chemistry — how they might be weaker links in the larger chain — why symmetrical people get all the damn benefits.
My friends are a couple that I met about six years ago. The husband’s a physicist. He likes explaining basic physics to me. We have the same politics — not everyone else’s. I like talking to them because they understand where I’m coming from. We went to dinner and to a music festival. Between violin sets at the festival the husband told me more physics stuff. Ask me what he said and I’ll tell you a big blank I don’t remember — he did say something about atoms however.
I told him I should study physics in old age to keep the neurons fired up. He has a Ph.D. in it. I don’t think I’ll be doing that. I have always liked the idea of using physics metaphorically in my creative writing. I might hire my buddy as a consultant when I write my next novel.
Coincidentally or not, the Humans of New York Facebook page featured a young woman who said that she wanted to go back to school to study physics, while she had originally received a degree in art. She says physics is like art. Wow… I’m onto something.