A little while ago a bird died. It's body is now rotting somewhere. I don't know what kind it was, how old it was, or whether it was female or male. I'm not being melodramatic. Creatures die all the time and nobody knows, that's the way things go. I'm not an animal freak, I don't go on rallies. However, I do respect life, and when i saw that bird, killed by a tricky glass window, I saw perspective. I took a photo, and am posting it in the hopes that it might do the same for you.
A birds life is a simple one. But ours, well, it's easy to get caught up in our own drama, and forget to live. The bird couldn't have unfinished business. We can. Life = Unexpected. The bird didn't know it was going to die, but because of it's nature, it was ready. It did all it could, so it's death isn't sad. Maybe I'm nuts. Or a sicko. I hope not. I think you can never have too many reminders to suck every last drop out of life.
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