I bird flew into the side of the minivan this morning as I was driving to work.
Thunk. I can't get that sound out of my head.
And I shouldn't have looked in the rear view mirror.
Pregnancy hormones are fun, aren't they? Add unmitigated fear and hope and desperation on top of pregnancy hormones and you get me this morning.
Poor little bird just going about its business and THUNK. I wonder if there are baby birds somewhere going without. I wonder if there are friend birds wondering where in the hell their friend is.
Life just stopped.
I REALLY shouldn't have looked in the rear view mirror.