Dreadful sound of early morning birds

Over the years of sleepless nights, I have done many things to keep myself occupied, always watching the clock, feelings the anxiety build up that I have lost yet another night of sleep. The one thing that sticks with me is the sound of early morning chirping birds. The sweet song that should bring a smile on my face actually fills me with dread and anxiety, like a clock tolling on an hour that will crush me.

At this moment, I’m wondering how good my aim will be from my living room window to that fucking morning dove taunting me across the street.

**disclaimer – I would never actually harm an animal**

About Hypomanic Mama

Northeaster with 3 kids, 1 hubby, and Dx Bipolar II.

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