I love fossils. Looking at them allows me to travel back in time without leaving the museum I’m in. Nevertheless, it only tells the story of this particular individual or animal and is never a storybook containing the chapters of history.



My weight is about the same as a large dinosaur’s thigh bone. Obviously we’ve never met, nevertheless I feel some kind of familiarity. Is that because it’s about the unknown or because of my childhood [when breakfast cereals were loaded with replicas of them]?