the gradual destruction of the human race

yesterday or maybe thursday i noticed a pile of twigs and leaves next to the garbage shoot outside my back door. i thought, “hmm why are there twigs out here?” and then, “maybe i should move them?” but i didn’t. and today i opened my back door and a pigeon flew up and i realized the pile of twigs was a sort of pathetic little pigeon nest and maybe that is why in my kitchen i have to turn the music up to drown out the pigeon coos. and in the nest was an egg! it’s like wildlife safari, only it’s my fake back porch: