I happen to be that someone who's addicted to being alone. Don't get me wrong, I ain't anywhere near to the intention of shutting down the connections with the world around me.




But I fell in love with the beauty of freedom in silence. Personally to me, birds symbolize freedom simply because they can fly. But not all birds can. So what happens to the birds which can't fly? They'll still enjoy their freedom, in their own way. They are the exceptions, and I'd be happy to be that exception.



I enjoy stopping and snapping pictures of birds. I adore the silence they break with their chirps. I love the sound of their flapping wings.



Cheers ~