A First for Everything...

I don't know how else to put it, but I killed something yesterday while driving in my car. I keep imagining the situation over and over again. Could I have stopped in time? Could I have done something else? No, it is what it is.

So what did I kill? A stupid crow sitting in the middle of the road. I called it a stupid crow because normally, birds fly away as a car or anyone approaches. But not this time. I was driving forward, expecting it to fly away at any second, but no, it just sat there. I tried to break, but I wasn't able to stop in time and that's how it happened.

Right before my car ran over it, the crow looked right into my eyes and a split second later, it was looking at the sky. I feel kind of guilty, asking myself why it had to die, but it is what it is, so all I'm left with is a sigh.

Sorry Mr. Crow...