for the past couple days i've been sort of jogging to/from work, in a fit of missing the exercise from and swiftness of my bicycle. there is still so much ice everywhere. the running is kind of awkward in my work clothes with a jostling backpack but it's okay, it feels like i might be starting on some kind of quest. too soon the flesh in my mittens is wet and there is a steamy halo spreading under my fur hat.
today on my way home i startled a hawk a few feet to my left. it was first just a curt whoosh of air and a cloud of gray feathers, from the pigeon he'd been eating. he landed nearby on the overpass and regarded me sternly before continuing to eat. where he had been was a patch of bright red blood and yellow corn spilled undigested from the pigeon's gizzard.
that's pretty much all that happened so far today besides staring at tumblr at work (and working some). i guess we'll see what else happens.
today on my way home i startled a hawk a few feet to my left. it was first just a curt whoosh of air and a cloud of gray feathers, from the pigeon he'd been eating. he landed nearby on the overpass and regarded me sternly before continuing to eat. where he had been was a patch of bright red blood and yellow corn spilled undigested from the pigeon's gizzard.
that's pretty much all that happened so far today besides staring at tumblr at work (and working some). i guess we'll see what else happens.
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