I was stuck in traffic the other day, driving back from showing some houses to a nice couple and their daughter. It was kind of cool, so I had my window cracked a bit, and heard it before I saw it. A loud screech and then a seagull swooped down and almost hit my windshield!
Well, I slammed on my brakes and then realized that I had other cars following close behind me. They slammed on their brakes also, and I could see one of them waving at me, but not using all of their fingers. The light ahead had turned red, so I was able to catch my breath and calm my racing heart.
The instigator of all this, or his twin brother, flew onto a light standard across the street and just squatted down, unaware or not caring that he (if it was a he) had almost caused an accident. At first I was angry at the seagull, then wondered why it was flying around 15 miles from the nearest ocean. The kicker to this was that it (or he or she) was perfectly content sitting on that light pole watching all the crazy humans stuck in traffic.
For the first time in my life, I wished I was that seagull. Our lifestyles (at least here in Southern California) tend to force us humans to keep up with "it". "It" may be a big house, fancy car, well-paying job or whatever we idolize. I arrived safely at home without any more near-misses, and told my husband about it. He told me to read a book called "Johnathan Livingston Seagull", and it would give me better insight to my crazy day.
I'll have to read it later - I don't have the time right now................................
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