Tuesday, March 24, 2009


I'm sitting next to the glass window, as usual, a copy of Adbusters in my hands and my eyes on the lawns.
And then this interesting little creature walks by on the ledge and stands right in front of my eyes. I try not to move, not to scare her; she is constantly looking at me. I wonder what she's thinking of me, I try to talk to her through thoughts. "I know I'm human, but I won't harm you. Really." She stays. She blinks; blinks with her lower eyelid (I didn't know that's how peacocks blinked). It's me and her with the glass in between, but I feel we are talking.
Slowly... a few minutes, and I have run out of thoughts; of things to say. She looks away and walks on.