Spent the afternoon wandering around

the Museum of Natural History!
(the 2nd best place to get lost in NYC)

I learned about deep sea phosphorescence,
wolf hunts, and stared at a Neander boy resting
in a grave cradled by elk horns.

Then, in the Hall of "Asian Peoples," I became

startled when I saw a North Asia mountain girl

who looked like me inside a diorama. The boundary
between exhibit and reflection became blurred...

i love my new dino shirt.