a fish may love a bird, but where would they live?

i have no idea where i got my fascination with fish and birds from.

well no, thats a lie.
i've always loved birds.
not for pets.. but for just being birds.
ask my parents.. i got a parakeet when i was younger.
his name was nugget, and he was the spawn of satan.
so i sold him.
i did it some what out of fear.
fear that it would attack me in my sleep or chomp my finger off.
but i mostly did it out of guilt.
seeing something so beautiful contained in a cage so small completely and utterly alone.. killed me.
i could feel its depression whenever we had our staring contests.
even though he was truly evil, i understood why.
(and no, i'm not a bird whisperer... OR AM I?..)
he wasn't happy.
but who can blame him. 
i had ripped him away from all of his friends, and contained him in a strange unknown place, allowing him no room to fly and explore the world. like he was meant to do.
and as pathetic as it sounds, i now know exactly why i've suddenly become obsessed with these beautiful creatures.
it's because i'm just like them.
i can't be contained, i need room to fly and explore, and i truly am beautiful.

now when it comes to fish, it's practically the same story.
not only are fish easy pets, they're beautiful. and cheap.
and no, i am not saying i'm cheap and easy..
one of my favorite quotes says.. "the fish are the last to discover the ocean."
and it's true.
i think life gets so busy, we all get caught up in the small silly things we really never sit back and smell the roses.
life is so beautiful. 
even with all the negatives and the positives, they both make the world something unexplainably gorgeous.
and oddly enough, some days i wish i were a fish.
i would swim around shamelessly and be gawked at by humans everywhere.
life would be so easy..