I'm all discombobulated and not sure if I put my underwear on 'under' my pants or not and I don't want to look down to see if I did. That might attract attention to myself.
Man!!! I felt like Tippy Hendren this morning [minus the good looks and blonde hair of course]. On the walk down to the New Westminster Skytrain Station, there were crows and sea gulls EVERYWHERE!! Some dude literally screeched his tires braking for a [murder] of crows that had congregated over something
When they finally did decide to clear the road, they swooped up and perched on EVERY pole and building ledge along my route. They were watching me with their little cold black eyes. Honest they were.
If that wasn't bad enough there were about eight thousand circling sea gulls over head. In my sureal, 'brain still in bed' mind space, it all just about wigged me out, that and the anxiety about my wardrobe mal-layering.
I kept thinking a) they're going to attack me, poke out my eyes and eat them. or b) they're all going to take flight and simultaneously crap all over me.
I've never been so happy to be inside a crowded skytrain before. And now I sip on a latte happy with the knowledge that I'm bird crap free and I did indeed dress in the correct order this morning.