Reflections from Middle Age

I write reflections of my life as a mother (without a manual), a student of cognitive science and what I observe amongst this strange species of primate of which I am a part.

Life will flow past you, if you are not careful. It’s precious and fleeting, and is not a rehearsal. But for a moment in the vast history of existence we have sentience, we can look around at the world, at the stars and at our own existence, and wonder. And that, the capacity to wonder at the mysteries of the universe, is what most enthralls me.