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While I was waiting at the dentist's office this morning I heard a thump on the window and looked out to see a junco had hit the glass and was lying on its back with its feet in the air. Poor thing. So I went out there to see if it was still alive, and it was, so I petted it and talked to it and set him upright on the brick border around the flowerbed they have under the window. I was quite worried about him all the time I was in the chair, because I would really be sad to go out there and find he died.

When I went out the door, he was still there but flew away when I came out. I went around the side of the building and found him on the trash can, still with his eyes half-shut and pretty stunned. So I picked him up again and walked with him to the cemetery where I found another brick ledge. I figure that at least he will not be disturbed by people there and he can finish recuperating in peace. I think he'll be okay, though, since he reacted quickly to motion when he flew.

I've never held a wild bird before. It was quite nice, especially at a time like this when my mind is pretty much lost in Opal Land.

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I think that at some point of my life, I'll have managed to cry over every part of Opal's diary.

That's all.

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( The Great Controversy, Chapter Four: An Era of Spiritual Darkness )