Sometimes

Sometimes, I love to look up into the sky.

It’s hard to believe when you look up, no matter the weather.

That the world is currently as crazy as it is.

Since the kitties passing, I’ve been putting out wild bird seed.

I get to see all kinds of birds now, mainly pigeons though. Still waiting for the seagulls.

Sometimes, if they let me, I love to just look at the birds.

Yes, even the pigeons.

I can’t believe they don’t seem realise how crazy this world is.

It’s peaceful.

This is what every day should be like, peaceful.

Sensible, how things should be.

Getting on with it. None of this silly “whose genitals are what”

None of these “That total and utter jerk wad, is so hot”.

Why do we want to grow up, at all?

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