mummified me...

today I had the honor of sharing space with artifacts thousands of years old... I was able to see them, breath them, once I accidentally brushed the very tip of my finger across a water hieroglyph that was carved before civilization as we know it existed.

some women worship rock stars movie stars race car drivers politicians weather men and perhaps would never wash again if they were able to lay hands on said rock star movie star race car driver weather man etc... eh... not me. But to be there in that room and able to ignore the hundred or so other people milling about, to be able to be a part of those pieces for split seconds in history I am awed... I have already washed my finger though... I figure that kind of history you can't wash off...