The crows actually did weird me out, it seems.

I couldn't stop thinking about them the rest of the night. The thought that annoyed me most was this. What if, instead of the incident indicating some kind of message for me, what if it indicated an opportunity for me to send a message, make a suggestion, take an action? And in having too generally passive an attitude, there was an opportunity and I did not take it? Today I'm just annoyed with myself for putting focus and energy into this crap when visible life needs my attention.

For the second night in a row, I had a weird series of emotional-fighty things happen as I was falling asleep. Couldn't remember my dreams.