a bird flew into my workspace from the living room this morning, followed immediately by a familiar cat. it bobbed and weaved through the air, threw itself headlong into my two windows several times, then retreated to the relative safety of a closet shelf. i continued working.
an hour later, i opened the top half of my window to what had become a gorgeous spring day and my flighty friend shot through. soon after, i followed her outside. i used the door.
