On Seeing a Plane Crash at SFO
On the drive over there, we saw something was not right. Within moments, we turned onto on Bayshore. And before us was the remnants of a Boeing 777ER on runway 28L. Alight.
On the drive over there, we saw something was not right. Within moments, we turned onto on Bayshore. And before us was the remnants of a Boeing 777ER on runway 28L. Alight.
In the few minutes it took me to drop my grandmother home with her shopping, a majestic Sulfur-crested cockatoo was struck and killed by a passing car. I saw the members of the flock arriving, big white birds swooping in over the road ahead, a lifeless white body lying on the asphalt.
Happiness and its pursuit seems to be preoccupying my time lately as I seek to establish a lifestyle that better suits my needs. Is it something you do as well?