Wings
I hate when this happens. Here I am AGAIN trying to enjoy some alone time being myself and I have God only knows who on my trail. I only caught one look of the other boat but I know they’ve seen me because I heard the man tell the woman “take out your phone and get a picture of his wings!”
Sometimes I come out here around the time everyone is eating supper and I relax. I let go and forget I’m surrounded by total humans all the time. And when I do that, my wings come out. Giant, feathering wings teaching eight feet high, can breathe for the first time since morning. I’m supposed to be out here collecting specimens for Dr. Alberts lab but I just need a moment to breathe. And yeah, that’s when it happened and the man and woman saw it.
I gotta get outta here!