Yesterday I was sitting on a patio with some friends just talking, laughing and of course, drinking. I saw a few birds fly in and post up on a bench just around the corner from where I was seated. From my vantage point I could see one pretty little red bird. I was stealing glances and such as the bird sat and laughed with her friends. Then I saw it. That dang ol pirate smile. You know the one. The grin is from ear to ear, stretched across her bonny face, with her pearly whites glistening in the afternoon sun. This is when I knew I had to drop the only line in the world that ever works, "Hi, what's your name?"
Through the next hour or two we sat and chatted. Not just us, but mostly. I was trying to get to know this charming little bird. After awhile I was noticing that she seemed a little tipsy. Then she said something to the effect of, "shit , I'm drunk." I reassured her that was fine by me, and she needn't worry about that at all. The fantastic thing that I noticed while speaking to her was that I could feel her energy oozing through her ginormous grin. It is a soft and brilliantly colored energy. It spoke to me. Her eyes were light and pretty as we looked into each other to see what was there.
Then I discovered that even though we were a long way from home, that we were neighbors. She lives right across the street! She asked for my number. I am going to help her with her painting or something very soon. At least that is what we spoke of via txt just this afternoon…
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