Last night, I finished a slim copy of Robert J. Lifton’s Boundaries: Psychological Man in Revolution. Chapter 4 outlines his Protean Man. I’m making my way through Guernica. I can’t wait to get to Sean Carroll’s Endless Forms Most Beautiful which will lead nicely into Maria Sybylla Merian’s Chrysalis, my interest in which was reignited by a friend giving me Thomas Marent’s lavishly photographed Butterfly. I’m procrastinating a lot of other reading in favor of my current fantasy of running off and becoming a lepidopterist.