Tuesday, January 10, 2023

When I am sad, I like to open the windows and stay in my bed to listen to the birds singing, lately I pay a lot of attention to them, that's why I think I recognize them well. I say to myself "that's a Turtledove", "that's a Woodpecker" because I can hear its little beep against the tree, "that's a Luis" and it's funny because it really seems that it says: "Luisss", "Luisss". "I wish it was the one with the long feathers, I haven't seen it lately", "how beautiful the Blackbird sings"... and then I wish intensely to be a bird, because maybe that way, among all of them, I would feel less lonely.

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