Everyone is more or less alarmed than a capybara.

Consider the year of your childhood when you had
exactly as many teeth as the capybara—twenty
—and all yours fell out, and all his
kept growing. Consider how his skin stretches
in only one direction. Accept that you are stretchier
than the capybara. Accept that you have foolishly
distributed your eyes, ears, and nostrils
all over your face.

- Units of Measure, Sandra Beasley