This one goes out to my awesomely awesome friend Erica.
Because I know shes a little sad at the moment, which she has every right to be.
But I just want her to know that I'm here and that I love her
And that we will drink coffee and hot chocolate that will make us feel warm and fuzzy inside
And possibly find some birds- either to laugh at when they are flying into windows and/or analyze their flying patterns to see if it means something significant.
Which of course it will- because when does a bird flying on it's own not represent inner turmoil?