Yesterday morning. 7:45AM. On my way to the bus stop, I pause at a corner to wait for the cross-light (this is Vancouver, jay-walking doesn't happen, even early in the morning). As I stand quietly, I see a flying bird from the corner of my eye. The bird flies right in front of my face, brushing the tip of my nose with the tip of his wing. The bird hit me.
Haven't been hit by any more birds yet but that incident sums up how this week is progressing.
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1 comment:
that is awesome.
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