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A bird shat on my head like 10 years ago and I look up at everything now. Street lights, overhangs, anything a bastard pigeon could be sitting on.

I don't fear death, for I will be dead. I fear unexpected inconvenience

If anything, getting shat on would make me avoid looking up for some time

Look up in advance rather than directly under, haha. Strains the neck less too

I just want to be reborn as a bird to do exactly this all day