Yesterday I revisited a Calvin and Hobbes cartoon where Calvin asks Suzy if being a girl is like being a bug. I started to idly wonder about that in an abstract way. After a while the latent scientist in me prodded me to see if I could find a more concrete way of figuring out the issue.
I just spent an hour stretched out on my stomach on the floor of my kitchen listening to a bug explain to me what it's like to be a bug.
It's nothing like being a girl.