early morning observations

[hannah_nutwood]

this morning, while i was driving to work, i saw a crow commit suicide. his feathers were shabby and he looked like he had a broken wing. he hopped off the sidewalk and walked knowingly into the wheel path of the truck beside me. he didn’t startle. the third part of a second later, i looked in my rear view mirror and he was just a lifeless pile of feathers. it’s amazing how a mere few seconds can change one’s day and make a girl think about things she’s stowed away in the dustier recesses of her mind.

seeing a life so quickly (and easily) snuffed out makes me ill.

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

-Dylan Thomas