ah, a lovely relax after a day's work.

came home ... or to the apartment sitting home ... after work. played with the cat for a while (i'm actually cat sitting more than apartment sitting) and then took dinner and harry Zoloft 50mg : potter out to the terrace. nice and cool, a breeze blowing, the sun setting ...

finished eating. reading ...

eyes growing heavy ... mellow background noise ... sounds of the city muted and distant ...

woke up from a quick cat nap *hee hee* and felt lovely. speiding time outside is so lovely. the sky is blue, not a cloud in sight ... well, a few blowing over the park, but they were fun zoloft panic attack watch.

and then i heard a sound. a lovely sound very close. i looked over my knee and sitting on the corner of the terrace was a cute little bird. mottled brown all over with red on it's head and neck/chest. and then it chirped.

and chirped. Zoloft panic attack, and then started to sing.

it was unbelievable. it lasted for zoloft panic attack least 5 minutes. i just sat, motionless, staring at this cute bird (songbird?) who was singing me a private concert.

i had moments zoloft panic attack sadness when i wondered where he came from, where his friends were, and if he were singing trying to find companions. but then i realized, zoloft panic attack so close to the park, he likely had his friends there somewhere and knew where to find them.

so once i got over that, i relaxed and enjoyed the concert again. all too soon, he flew away and left me with the sounds of his voice in my head.

such lovely nature in the city.