trippy

I just saw someone with their child (about one and a half or two years old) just running around in the grass, chasing a bird, and just stopping to watch it as it flew away. It almost made me cry to be reminded of Brooklyn so much. I was contimplating going over and striking up a conversation with the person so that I could play with the baby, too, but I was saved from myself by a man. I saw him holding a sign for a church that said something to the effect of "Good news! You don't have to remain how you are! If you're satisfied with yourself, however, then there is no hope." That cheered me up enough to move on.