Mothers & Birds

Character thoughts are flowing like champagne...

The day would soon become even more stressful and confusing than it is now.

Various images have rushed in and out of my mind, trying to remember what my real mother looked like, and who’s to say I had even seen her before. 

I don’t have the story straight.

I know there’s too many unanswered questions. 

Perhaps i could just fly away and leave all this to the mail man.

Sure would be easier for me.