Birdie...
This would have been an entry about the last three days and Alan's sister's wedding etc, but i'm so very tired from all the travelling (nearly 600 miles squashed in the back of a car in less than 48 hours).
However, as i am very very upset about something else, i had to muster the tired eyes and hands and come on to write about it.
You're all going to think me very silly about exactly how upset i am about this - but its important to me, so i have to get it out.
I was driving along the motorway to the supermarket to do some food shopping this morning, and i had just pulled on to the sliproad to come off the motorway. I was beginnning to slow down but still doing about 60 mph, when a bird hopped out of the bushes to snatch something off the road. It appeared only 3 feet ahead of me, and couldn't get out of the way quickly enough, nor could i stop in time. So it went under the car with a thump.
I've been gutted all day. At the time i could barely continue to drive to the shop, i was crying so much. I keep randomly getting upset about it now.
I've never killed anything before. I feel awful. Alan says its not my fault, but something is dead because of me and my car. What if that poor little bird had babies to feed? I feel so terribly guilty.
I wish i could go back and change today - and i hardly ever think that because i think most things can be rectified by future actions, but i wish i had never thought of going to the shops this morning, and then that bird would be alive.
However, as i am very very upset about something else, i had to muster the tired eyes and hands and come on to write about it.
You're all going to think me very silly about exactly how upset i am about this - but its important to me, so i have to get it out.
I was driving along the motorway to the supermarket to do some food shopping this morning, and i had just pulled on to the sliproad to come off the motorway. I was beginnning to slow down but still doing about 60 mph, when a bird hopped out of the bushes to snatch something off the road. It appeared only 3 feet ahead of me, and couldn't get out of the way quickly enough, nor could i stop in time. So it went under the car with a thump.
I've been gutted all day. At the time i could barely continue to drive to the shop, i was crying so much. I keep randomly getting upset about it now.
I've never killed anything before. I feel awful. Alan says its not my fault, but something is dead because of me and my car. What if that poor little bird had babies to feed? I feel so terribly guilty.
I wish i could go back and change today - and i hardly ever think that because i think most things can be rectified by future actions, but i wish i had never thought of going to the shops this morning, and then that bird would be alive.