leftunspoken's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I'm a nice lady, I swear. Little birds are nesting in an opening in the bricks of the outside wall of my apartment. Each morning I open the door and they fly out of the wall into the tree. This tree is about three feet from my door and at eye-level. Each morning the little birds and I stare at each other. Me wanting to be friendly; them wanting me to leave. Each morning I get my miscellaneous armful of stuff and myself down the stairs and into my car and shut the door. As soon as I shut the door they fly back into the wall. My feelings are a little hurt. But I reassure myself that if they knew what a lovely person I was they wouldn't avoid me so adamantly. 12:31 a.m. - March 12, 2003 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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