Heard a mourning dove, an owl, many I cannot identify, and a rooster.
Someone is keeping chickens out here in the suburbs.
So I was thinking about how my life threw some interesting xperiences at me, and how sometimes I suffered because of not feeling understood, and I know I need to develop the parts of me that love nature and also the parts that have a more spiritual outlook on things.
Just sitting outdoors and listening to the creatures that make songs in the early morning helps me get in touch with all of that.
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I was walking around and feeling that story come back and thinking about how 15 or 16 in another time and culture is what 18 or 19 is to us now.
They didn't have the same books...
https://www.mindful.org/amazing-tumultuous-wild-wonderful-teenage-brain/
Or music...
https://genius.com/Fiona-apple-every-single-night-lyrics
And perhaps a lot of other things were different as well.
Plants.
Animals.
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