this morning i realized that i can't parallel park. i never learned how and i'm not brave enough to be willing to sacrifice other peoples' bumpers so that i can practice. knowing this, i parked in the only clear place on the street. that place happened to be in front of a fire hydrant. i thought that this was probably illegal but there wasn't a sign saying that it was so i did it despite my better judgement (there seems to be a whole set of unwritten driving rules that i don't know about so i just end up confused and really freaked out sometimes. maybe i'm the only one who feels that way?). then i went to class.
during class one of the dorm buildings caught fire...somehow...
that's when i decided that i should move my car (i wasn't blocking the fire hydrant on the street with the fire, it was across campus don't worry)
on the way to move my car i was stopped for probably fifteen minutes and i'll tell you why. there was a falcon (of some sort) chillin' on the quad with a pigeon in his talons. he was just hanging out, plucking at his meal ocassionally and watching the people go by. i took out my phone and got as close as possible to take a picture. then stood and watched him for probably ten to fifteen minutes then went to experiment with parallel parking again.
i've decided that life is a string of small adventures (not a string of problems!...though sometimes adventures seem look suspiciously like problems) and when we take the time to enjoy those adventures for what they are everything is much more exciting. :-)
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