Today's oneword:

When I was a child I found a dead bird while walking around the block with my friend. I immediately ran home, certain that my father could fix it. I was surprised and dismayed to hear him say that there was nothing that could be done.


Half way through typing I realized that it wasn't, in fact, a dead bird that I had found. Rather, it was a baby bird that had fallen from its nest. My father's answer was the same. I was horrified. Of course, since then I have had to tell a child the same thing. Life is hard. Especially for baby birds.