I Hit A Bird...and Laughed
Okay, I'll admit it...I'm a bit of a bad person. This morning on my way to work I hit a bird. With my car (instead of my hands, if that is what you were thinking). And, did I cry? No. I laughed. And then I called Rene, who also laughed. I know it's bad, but C'MON! The thing has wings. It can FLY. Why did it not get out of the way of my car? I don't know, but there was a thump, then there was a bird tumbling through the air in my rearview mirror. Then there were feathers this morning when I got to work. All in all, it's been an interesting morning. Does it make my cynical that I killed an innocent bird and just laughed? Or would you in the same situation?