What Do Birds Do When They Dont Have A Plan?

What do birds do when they don’t have a plan?

They just wing it  

Last night I had a dream that me and my classmates were attending a fancy dance school and my drama teacher was are main teacher. It was our first day, and I got lost and didn’t find my way to my class until school was over; my teacher was very mad at me and tried to expel me. I begged him not to until I made a deal with him, if I could get over my haphephobia in a week he would let me stay.

I woke up before the dream finished…

I find myself in its painful clutches .

I can still feel its cold needle fingers.

my hand can't feel anything it touches.   

try to keep moving yet the cold lingers.

my arms feel numb and the mussels feel stiff.

each snowflake feels like bullets on my skin.

I pause and sit at the edge of a cliff.

I don't think I can get back up again.

like I'm the only thing in existence.

the cold air hurting my lungs with each breath.

I feel myself  losing all my scenes.

off in the distance I see lady death.

deaths loving eyes contrast her lifeless face. 

I can finally feel her warm embrace...

Person A: “I’m starting to think our neighbours hate us.”

Person B: “It’s taken you this long to figure that out?”

Person A: “In my defence, death threats are pretty standard fare where I come from.”

Just ate an entire pear that was so good and so juicy i started gnawing on it with both hands like an animal and the face my supervisor made when he passed by my desk while I was absolutely consumed by my pear fueled bacchanal was Something i have never seen someone look so tired and also so upset and also also so envious

Mark: “how could they ever know it was us?”

Bill: “…you took several selfies and posted them online, Everyone knows it was us.”

Person A: “How can you be sure it was me?”

Person B: “….You posted a selfie of yourself posing next to it, online. Everyone knows it was you.”