To be as free as a bird...

     I was out boarding and I was exiting the apartment complex I live in, when I noticed a giant sea of black in the baseball field right in front of me. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be an enormous flock of black birds. I really love birds, so you can imagine my excitement. I turned my phone down low and quietly crossed the street, but when I set my board down the ground it made too loud of a noise and the birds were off.
     It sounded like the pages of a hundred books flapping, and in seemingly one movement, the sea rose to form a monstrous black wave, then it changed form again as the birds glided higher, first to the right, then to the left, making a strange blob- like shape that resembled the liquid inside my lava lamp.
     I was hoping they would fly over me, but they finally settled on a direction, which was opposite to where I was standing.
     I pulled out my phone but my camera is too lame to take pictures of important stuff, like birds and the moon. But I had to capture that moment, so I sat down on the sidewalk of a major road, pulled out my journal, ignored the stares, and began to write.