This morning.. it is cold.. -1 cold! and dark.. headlights required dark! Nems and I had just left Emma at the station.. when we are walking minding our own business and I hear the rustle of the tree above and then I can only just make out the mass of birds exiting the tree.. it was like a blanket of dark black on a sheet of light black! and all I could think of was... "please no little white pillows!" and the worst thing was.. it continued on the whole stretch as I walked past each freaken tree.. I could hear the rustling, the fluttering and the dropping.. the dropping of the little white pillows.. but I made it.. no white pillows upon me.. the only white was the white that comes with fear. I really don't like birds and they really don't like me.. I leave them alone.. why can't they leave me in peace? Coz it just is not how they roll! Birds = Evil! but some can be o so pretty.. like Polly but she is evil.. that bird hates me with a vengeance!
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