Thursday, January 29, 2009

When the Unusual Becomes the Usual


When do you cross over the line to when what you thought was odd becomes the norm? There is no epiphany or burning bush to mark the event, but you begin to realize that being told one thing and having another constantly happen, flies in the morning, sweat, food that just keeps on coming, or men wearing flowers behind their ears are now what you expect.

Adaptation is one of those high school biology terms and is a feature of all living things. The principle seems straight forward enough, but the words are just ink on paper, to be memorized, never able to convey the full force of their meaning. Adaptation only means the ability to survive in a different environment. There are no qualitative modifiers to express the linkages to what once was, that is for poets, not scientists to describe, or try.

1 comment:

Barb Carusillo said...

This adaptation you speak of will probably change forever how you look at things when you come back to your usual life. You will probably not stop and stare, point and laugh even if you saw Swartzenegger in a skirt