A part of me wishes every morning could start with a small heart attack. While I was cleaning the raptor exhibits this morning, my safety was put to the test twice. First, one of the red tailed hawks decided to step past my comfort zone and was clearly not afraid of rakes. Second, one of the bald eagles nearly took my head off when she unintentionally flew at me. The adult male scared her and she jumped ship.... aimed right for where I happened to be standing. Luckily, there was only a two foot space I could hide in. Have you seen their talons?! Their beaks?! Their wing span?! She could have easily taken me out. I forever grateful she decided not to. :)
Dreams are our own thoughts played out by a vivid imagination. Have you ever been rejected in you dreams? I had a dream the other night about my "homecoming" and how he greeted me. He was happy to see me and the hug was one I could physically feel, even in my sleep. However, I was unimportant after that moment. The dream went on for a short while longer (whilst I was still unimportant) and ended with me falling off a cliff into raging ocean waters. Extremely odd and hurtful, even though my own mind conjured up the ridiculous series of events.
Although today is Monday, it is my Friday. My unusual schedule confuses me at times. Tonight, I plan on napping and attempting to clean the mess that is our house. Notice the key word; attempting. Tomorrow I plan on swimming and doing nothing of importance. Wednesday I am headed to Boston to pick up two 5-month old opossums. :)
His emails keep me waiting, like a guessing game. I try to ignore them, but the suspense of checking my email is one I can't avoid. It's a mess that I never thought I would be involved in. I never thought I was this sort of girl. I was never meant to be.
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