Sunday, March 13, 2005

sleepy sunday

summer is here. the heat is too much.

watching a bird in a cage hanging by the neighbor's window. he just paces to and fro, watching the birds here in the area just flying free. it must suck to be him.

i have half a mind to get a stick and try to open that cage. poor bird.

hate to be him.


  1. i know. i just might muster enough courage to climb the roof and open the cage from above.

    course, i could just shoot him and put him out of his misery. no more poor bird. dead bird.

  2. kawawa nga. jessie, it's in your power to free the bird!