I was just aimlessly wandering around the city, when that happened.
These ”birds” flew in and totally made my all-around boring sun,rain,wind,rain again day.
Like a birds in the concrete jungle.
How about that?
I thought that I was just hanging out, but these french ”birds” are really hanging out.And up and about.
Maagic.Magic on a wire.With a french accent.
P.s.What really baffled me was that many people passed, saw this and just went about their day.
Without stopping with be wonderment.
Without light in their eyes.
Without smile.Some even without acknowledgement.
Like they see people hanging from the wires in the sky everyday.!!!!!!!
When did they become so bla and nonchalant and apathetic?
When these gray souls lost their sense of magic?
And simple pleasures.
And Joie de vivre.