Starry eyed

Mind and Body

Deep in the night, the living retired to sleep.

The scientist sat, swinging lazily on a rotating chair.

Finally, the last co-worker left.

Stealthily, he approached the organoid incubator to retrieve his own little brain.

With forceps, he maneuvered the tissue up his nose to reach the olfactory neuron receptors.

Nightly conversations began.

The sentient tissue asked why he, with two legs, chose to waste life in a lab.

"The world scares me."

***

Next morning, there was a little motor incoordination. But memory access was intact.

Freedom!

Meanwhile, in the incubator, a few cells wondered how they could sleep.