But don't look back in anger, I heard you say...
Today I was sitting on the toilet looking out the window when I saw a beautiful bird perched on a building next to my dorm. It was rather simple in coloring but still of a brilliant black, blue, and white combination. It looked misplaced against the greys and browns of Beijing, the stains on the old, crowded buildings on campus, and especially the coming sand storm. He flew up against the wind trying to hold him back to some branches on a nearby tree, barren of leaves. As soon as I saw it, I wanted to write about it.