For the Birds

The last few nights, I've woken up around 3:30 or 4, and haven't been able to get back to sleep. I start panicking about not getting enough rest around the time the birds start chattering. The room is still dark, but those darn birds know morning is just around the corner.

This morning, though, I decided I needed to make peace with the birds. So, rather than threatening to eat them, I imagined that their staccato gabfest was a little open-air bird Market:

"Worms! Get your juicy worms here!"
"Berries for Sale! Best Berry prices in town! Leave your mark on all the cars!"

And when they didn't stress me out, they stopped keeping me awake. Plus, it made me giggle.

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"So keep fightin' for freedom and justice, beloveds, but don't you forget to have fun doin' it. Lord, let your laughter ring forth. Be outrageous, ridicule the fraidy-cats, rejoice in all the oddities that freedom can produce. And when you get through kickin' ass and celebratin' the sheer joy of a good fight, be sure to tell those who come after how much fun it was."
-Saint Molly Ivins