Dreams.

Flying Solo

I had a very made for TV moment today. I saw a baby bird on my window sill, and the poor bird was scared to jump and fly. His mother came back to show him how to do it, and flew to the other roof top and kept calling him over. You could see the baby hesitating and checking everything out. His tiny little feathers rustled around with a light breeze as he gazed downwards. He was clearly scared.

Finally he jumped to join his family on the fence below. It wasn't as huge a leap as to the next roof, but it was a step. He's on his way to learning how to fly. I hope this is symbolic of my leap to moving out. It's not a huge step, but it is a step in the right direction..

I know I'm scared, and worried, but I can do it if I just jump into it and try..that job will have to call me back or else I will just get a different job. I'm a good worker, and I'm fairly decent with the people skills, I can find a job.

I'm young and can bounce back on my feet easy...so much more to life and I will see it all in the coming years as I grow up.

posted by Bradimon @ 7:53 p.m.