Humble

Today I had one of those humbling moments when I thought to myself, "you're such a jerk Charlotte".

For the past couple of weeks I have been hearing this high pitched squeal-like noise outside of my apartment. I would hear it in the morning, during the day, and even sometimes in the early evening. I wouldn't hear it all the time, but enough to be pretty annoying. The sound was akin to metal scraping on metal, like a metal chain grinding against itself in motion, almost like the sound that the chains of old swings make when they, well, swing.

So anyhow, today as I am sitting in my kitchen reading the billion of pages of stuff I need to read by to pretty much tomorrow, I start to hear the noise.

A little agitated, I think to myself, "Geez, seriously, what the FUCK is that noise?"

I had to go out and get the mail, so on my way, I stop in front of my building where the noise is concentrated and loud. I look around and up- and there it is in the fig tree.

A birdy.

Of course, I had previously surmised it might be a bird- but it was a really strange noise and really annoying... and generally, I am not annoyed by nature... so anyhow,

I think to myself, "that little bird is making all that noise?"

And then, all of the sudden, another birdy swoops down and the other birdy opens his loud mouth and in drops a worm! It was a BABY BIRD!!

I am such a jerk.

Here I am, in the middle of this crazy metropolis of pollution, concrete, steel, people and lack of green--- and this little bird is just REALLY hungry and needs to be loud so his parents can find him and make him fat.

He was so young that he couldn't even fly- he justed peeped from branch to branch, screaching his little heart out for some yummy worm.

Here is a picture of what he may have looked like a few weeks back... he's older now:

So... the moral of the story is... make up your own, I suppose.

All I know is this is one moment that humbled me and made me laugh at myself pretty good.