Apr 05, 2010 09:54
her: Bird crawled in my house to die last night
me: what did he die from? is he pretty?
her: it's a robin. I found him alive at two a.m. and he was too exhausted to even look at me or move or care about the threat I posed. 8 a.m. this morning and he;s fallen on his side, dead. I was looking at a ghost. It's an omen
me: omen of what?
her: who knows, At least a sign.
me: maybe he just wanted to be with someone who would care that he died. Maybe he just knew with you his death would mean something
her: But I didn't even stay with him. He died in the god forsaken stairwell!
me: you should have brought him in.
me: maybe it does mean something. Someone hurt and alone crawls into your house looking for help, and you leave him to die in the stairwell.
her: wow thanks.