i am sitting here reading my new friends entries, and this bird flies up to my window. it was a medium sized, nondescript bird, maybe a wren, i'm not sure, but it fluttered against my window like a moth for 20 seconds or so, and then landed on the sill and stared at me before flying off. i'm only about a foot and a half from the window. i have this unsettling but not unpleasant feeling that it was trying to tell me something.
touched
