December 6, 2012

every day I walk across the Osborne Bridge to work and I always look down

partially because I'm a big kid & partially because I'm terrified of falling in

(which means I have to look, duh)

and cause it's winter the river is nearly frozen except for this one teeny open patch of water

and when I looked down I saw

a duck

all alone

paddling and paddling and paddling against the current

getting nowhere.

I watched this duck for a few minutes

leaning over the railing like a crazy person

staring at it

fighting

against the current

for no reason

and I thought

"that duck is me".