Jan. 6 2018

Cabin fever day 8- I went out to my car today, and there was bird crap on the windshield…it’s January…and there is bird crap on my car, frozen. I looked up at the sky and shouted “Come baaaackkk! Hang out with meeee! We can watch Deadwood together!!!”
but there was nothing up there but gray…I dropped to my knees and sobbed. The tears froze my eyes shut and I stumbled back into the apartment. I looked out the window and muttered a silent hope, that whichever bird it was, that he made it somewhere warm…and I hope someone craps on his car.


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