A profundity

I had a thought the other day when I saw a little toddler on the street, all bundled up against the cold. She had on a snowsuit, and scarves and mittens and big little boots and the whole thing, and she was toddling along with her arms out at right angles. It occurred to me that she looked like an astronaut, which she kind of was. She was exploring this strange new hostile alien environment, experiencing everything for the first time. And it then occurred to me that astronauts are like babies, too, swaddled up against the elements.
Pro-found.