Baby Birds

I was having a conversation the other week about one of my hobbies. I take in baby birds. They are those people who I feel sorry for that I bring into my circle. The problem is they are baby birds. You never know what they are actually going to grow into. You have to watch out, or they might become turkey buzzards.

I don't know what it is. I guess I drive people crazy. My dad says I am too judgemental. I really don't think so. Have you seen some of the men I've dated? I'm overall very accepting of others and their lifestyle. As long as your not hurting anyone, I'm just fine with it.

Here is the problem with the baby birds. They usually don't think about anyone else. They are trying to grow themselves. They are trying to spread their wings. If you get in the way, they are going to take you out.

Unfortunately, I speak up and say what I think. That results in four page missives about how much I stink as a human being. After about the 3rd one, you kind of get used to it.

But, do I stop, no. Everyone deserves a chance. And what is another psycho crazy letter anyway?