I got ten seconds to cross or i'm dead.
Countdowns always remind me of moments in life worth savoring. Perhaps happiness and sense of calmness are recognizing that we are never stuck. We grow and evolve, and we have the whole world changing, but maybe if we believe that every part of the process can be beautiful and unique, these chances feel like something we need to savor while it lasts regardless of where it takes us.
My lone walks will always be accompanied by deep thoughts of where i will go next. I guess at the end of all of this, i'm craving for home. Where? I still do not know. I'm about to find out every other ten seconds of days that will go by.
This pair of chirping birds remind me of some lines from a nice book i have read not so long ago:
"We sense each other. The world, right now, is only us. We continue to sing along. And we sing with the same abandon not worrying too much if our voices hit the right notes or the right words. We look at each other while we're singing; these aren't solos, this is a duet that isn't taking itself at all seriously. It is its own form of conversation -- you can learn a lot about people from the stories they tell, but you can also know them from the way they sing along, whether they like the windows up or down, if they live by the map or by the world, if they feel the pull of the ocean..."
- Every Day by David Levithan