I have had an absolutely horrendous week at work with no end in sight. Therefore I was in a lovely frame of mind while driving home this evening.
As I was hurtling up I-81, I noticed a little bird just sitting in the median. He was just hanging out, watching the traffic go by, just as someone might from their front porch. I thought "he looks happy; I want to be a bird." If I were a bird, I wouldn't care about deadlines and such, I would only worry about where my next worm was coming from.
This led me to thinking about what type of bird I would want to be...not a bird that eats worms, that's gross. A flamingo might be fun because they are bright pink, eat shrimp, and live in tropical locales.
As I am thinking about how much better life would be as a flamingo, another bird comes swooping towards the car. He hits the side of my car with a loud THWUMP. The car actually vibrates a little from the impact and feathers explode into the air.
Hmmm, maybe I don't want to be a bird after all.....
1 day ago