If I could have tea with anyone in the universe, I think I would have tea with one of the primitive living organisms that was among the original eukaryotes, the common ancestor of both animals and plants. I’m not sure what we would talk about, or even what mechanism we would use to communicate. What a strange creature it would be, not animal, not plant, not visible to the naked eye (I assume). I guess we’d have very little in common, just a few genes. Talk about your generation gap. I wonder if you’d even be able to see the family resemblance? “I’m your descendant,” I would try to say. “You have so many, many descendants, all very different, and I’m one of them.” I wonder if he/she would be proud of me. I mean, I know I’m no giant redwood or cheetah, nothing cool like a baobab tree or a whale shark, but I’m okay. I come from a species that’s interesting in its own way. “I didn’t come have tea with you because I need your approval or anything. I mean, no offense, but I’m orders of magnitude more advanced than you are.” I hope I wouldn’t start crying. “Can’t you just say you love me? Can’t you just say something?” On second thought, it’s probably not a good idea. I’m just feeling too needy right now for new relationships.
Hello, friends. I don’t need your approval.
Later. Love.
