Personal Post

I'm starting to get into this journal thing.  I mean, I've never kept a diary before, so it's a little difficult to put my feelings into words.  Much easier to quote facts about plants and animals.  I'm a fact person, not very imaginative, I'll admit.  But listening to music while typing seems to help get my writing juices flowing.  Right now I'm playing One Tin Soldier, one of my favorite songs. 

 

I started this course because I thought it would be history/science, not necessarily creative writing.  I'm pretty good at writing essays, but I have the feeling that's not what my instructor is looking for this time.

I'm supposed to write about my feelings towards nature.  Like I've stated before, I've never really been a naturalist.  Nature is pretty and all, but the only part of it I've been deeply interested in were birds.  I love birds.  No, that's an understatement.  Not only do I love them, but I'm fascinated by them.  Their little chirpy songs, their quick flittering movements, their wonderfully obsessive behavior.  I've enjoyed birds, and started drawing them, when I was very very young.

Birds are better than people.  With a few exceptions, I'd rather spend my day among the avians than homo sapiens.  Birds never lie or cheat; they don't put on airs or backstab you.  When they fly, they are closer to heaven than we are.  I don't believe in reincarnation, but if I did, I would like to come back as a Golden Eagle, one of the most majestic birds ever.  Raptors are solitary animals for the most part; they don't need large flocks to keep them happy.  It would just be me and maybe a friend, riding the thermals up into the clouds.