Today I went to the park at 5 am to listen to birds chirping. It is hard to imagine how many birds there are. The whole place was swarming with them. Ducks and black birds and pigeons and magpies, all going at once. I love how magpies sound like some sort of machine, a metallic screech and a modem noise.
And a scary screeching tree to sit under. I later found out that the tree had just recently shed a whole big branch and it was sitting on the ground on the other side of it.
I found a tree that is really easy to climb and sat in it for a while until people started coming out on their morning walks.
Mornings like this make me wonder why the guy I'm with refuses to do anything romantic. Maybe he had bad experiences in the past, or maybe I'm not the kind of girl whom he can do romantic things with. I can't say that it bothers me all the time, or even very often, but I do wonder some times. It is possible that I am with him because his lack of romanticism makes him seem more reliable and less prone to irrational judgment.
(recycled photos through out due to me forgetting my phone today)