a new year

a small stout bird sat on a bush persistently chirping outside my window.

i tapped on the glass & shouted discouragement. the bird ignored my admonitions, and continued loudly singing until after i had lost interest.

a brief narrative

I lay on my left side staring into nothing; slowly breathing in and out. A bird sang persistently outside my open window. Suddenly the singing stopped. As traffic noises arose and dissolved, I listened to the silence between the sounds.

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in other isolated incidents...

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I stared at my watch as nothing continued to happen.

I watched two butterflies alight on the same leaf. After a short time one flew away. The other remained on the leaf.

While recalling a humorous moment, I chuckled slightly to myself. Eventually my thoughts turned to something else.