Well I met with the cardiologist and I guess I’m just a healthy growing boy with a large set of insignificant unexplained heart anomalies that are guaranteed to kill me at any moment.
Okay okay maybe I won’t die, but it’s a good time to reflect on the awesome complexity and fragile nature of the human body.
As a kid you play Mechwarrior, and dream about having your very own super robot. Then you grow up and realize you’ve had a super robot all along.
Just to have an operating human body, even a rough one, is an unimaginable gift. Certainly a more luxurious toy than even the rarest exotic car.
Every day when I wake up I’m the pilot.
Illustration note: The illustration above is my second metaphor of the heart. The first one was lost forever to a crashed laptop.