Maybe I have a very good grip on who I am, but what I lack is a grip on where I came from.
I look at an old high school acquaintance with a very Polish last name, who got married, to a very Polish guy. I have no idea how much of that consciously factored into her decision, but I doubt it was coincidence either. I feel like if I knew what my birth parents were like, what kinds of foods they enjoy, who they keep company with, I might have a better idea of where I'm heading in life. At the same time, I feel like that's totally irrational, that I'm looking for a quick way out. How can I reasonably expect genetic material to determine the course of my life?
Saturday, March 14, 2009
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