Stood on the L Platform.The wind was warm.
The sun was hot.
It was very late in November.
It was Chicago.
It was strange.
The one thing I noticed and the thing that creeped me out was the fact that the birds were gone.
There were no birds.
No birds singing.
Maybe one crow alone flapping it's wings as it flew jumped from a roof to a dumpster.
What the hell is going on?