I find I’m scattered with so much extra time. I feel a little adrift. With all this time, I thought I’d write and have epiphanies constantly. Instead my thoughts are on FOMO. Then I realize everyone feels like they’re missing out.
This morning, I headed to work and was given low census. That means there are too many nurses for the amount of patients in the hospital. What a nice gift; out early and a bit of sun to boot. On the way home I listened to NPR and they mentioned Big Bird….
And now my FOMO is replaced with a silly question.
What kind of bird is Big Bird?
He has canary feathers yet clearly doesn’t fly. He does sing… but he’s so darn big. He’s 8.5 ft tall, which I didn’t know until today. Big Bird is a childhood favorite of mine second only to the count (insert Lugosi-style, “Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!”).
According to Mike Dickison (Giant Flightless Birds), Big Bird is a stork. OK Mike but why the fluffy canary yellow? And pink rings on his legs?