... leaves me disoriented—so disoriented, that in fact, I
have myself convinced I am fated to study the human body system, which suddenly
appears everywhere I go. I run my fingers along the binding of my school binder
and I feel the trachea. I bite into the outer membrane of a Chinese bitter
melon and I see the intercostals nerves. I notice the analogous aspects but despite
the plethora of books and search engines, I find only bits of data which give
little explanation to the coincidental resemblances. No matter the
circumstances, I do not give up on my research because the more I know, the
less the margin of error in my conclusion, and thus, my pursuit of “why”
perpetually continues.
