Thoughts Post your little thoughts.

a moment ago i was sitting outside like a scarecrow next to the bird feeder trying to maybe get one of them to land on my head, and i had the realization that if all of the birds startled at once and left as a flock, they were more likely to come back to the feeder once they were comfortable. and on the other hand, if their numbers slowly dwindle, it probably means that they have another place to go, and they are less likely to come back. i thought that was a cool metaphor for, like, addiction and abusive relationships and outgrown perspectives. unfortunately no bird hats today.
 
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