sandeyeShared sadness
October 21st 2009 16:13
Recently, I have been somewhat drained and strained from the pressure of dealing with a combination of deadlines and bureaucratic imbeciles. I have had very little time to just stand at the windowsill looking out and sharing time with my feathered friends.
Some of the pigeons are more receptive of my mood than others. Smokey always knows how I am feeling. If he sees me glumly propped head in hand upon the sill trying to steal a few moments peace from a day of chaos, he will fly right up to my face to look at me in sympathy.
This is very touching and makes me wonder how much he can understand of the pains of being human. With others of my own kind also taken up in the stress and struggle of the fast-paced living I try to avoid, sometimes it is only the birds that can share a moment of release with me.
Some of the pigeons are more receptive of my mood than others. Smokey always knows how I am feeling. If he sees me glumly propped head in hand upon the sill trying to steal a few moments peace from a day of chaos, he will fly right up to my face to look at me in sympathy.
This is very touching and makes me wonder how much he can understand of the pains of being human. With others of my own kind also taken up in the stress and struggle of the fast-paced living I try to avoid, sometimes it is only the birds that can share a moment of release with me.
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