I’m afraid I’ll be exhausting this theme a little early, (seeing as though I haven’t even started school yet) but I seriously can’t get through five pages of biochemistry without being sucked down the Tunnel of Wonder™. If you’ve never experienced said Tunnel, it’s kind of hard to describe. It’s something like the Malkovich portal in that, once you open the door, it sucks your mind in, and you’re immediately off daydreaming about your body.

In some cases, it leads me to this chicken-and-egg, Mobius-strip confusion and complexity. Just a couple days ago I was reading about glucose, the basic sugar molecule that, for the most part, powers us all day long. Your brain requires glucose–it can’t get its energy from fatty acids (fats and oils), like the other tissues of your body can–so your liver, which helps regulate your blood’s glucose concentration, samples your blood to make sure that, at the very least, your brain’s got food. After reading all of that, I dove headfirst into WonderWorld. I began thinking, “Okay, so my liver’s always making sure my brain has energy, and now I’m (my brain is) learning that my liver’s doing this. So now, my brain has stored this information in its memory, so it’s aware of how it feeds itself. But then, is it my brain that’s aware, or is it me? Am I my brain?” Repeat ad nauseum, or until I get a phone call or something.

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