And when life becomes boring and pointless and vague, death is there to surprise you. And there you move on.

A bird i was nursing died this morning.
He was found, was a baby pigeon, almost 2 weeks and they brought it to me since i've nursed a crow for a couple of months. But i've lost this one. I remember hearing him making sounds like moving around yesterday night, but i just slept. I should've checked of him.
I left him today in the woods, stayed there for a while by the river and moved on. off. on.