Murmuration
English

Murmuration

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I've always hated the daily struggle of commuting and the feeling of wasting time since there's not much you can do while driving. I get in the car early in the morning when it's still dark and drive through the city. That's the worst part: the noise, the fumes and the drivers in a mad rush can get on anyone's nerves.

I turn on the radio and listen to the news to relieve the boredom, but it doesn't really help. I wish there were a good news channel so we could all start the day with a smile. I have a CD of Tchaikovsky's Nutcracker in the car, but I keep it for what usually happens after I've crossed the city: thousands of starlings flying together, making beautiful shapes in the sky. That's when I play The Waltz of the Flowers.

Sometimes I'm lucky and the murmuration catches me stopped at a traffic light. This allows me to gaze at such a beautiful scene for a little while without the risk of hitting another car. I read somewhere that each starling follows the five birds around it. That's how the magic happens. Then an impatient car honks, and  my mind is ripped out of this moment.

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