i had a coffee with the pretty ladies at switchboard and stared at their lovely birds, as i wrote a letter to my mum. hi mum. i miss you. now i'm home and this little bird was making a racket on the balcony just now... i went out and said hello and gave it some seeds. he must've run away from home as he jumped strait up onto my hand. my heart broke. little scratchy feet. so lovely. so little. and sent from the heavens. AAAAAWWWWW.
animals and small children like me. other people call me trouble. what's up with that?
good day sunshine. xxx