By Brandon Tran

I was, to be honest, bored. I had pretty much nothing to do and I was home alone. To sate my boredom, I decided that it would be nice reading a new magazine that I had, it was the new edition of the Audubon Magazine. Obvious name aside, I really like animals, birds especially, so I picked up the magazine, and as I flipped through the pages, I saw it. Birds, sitting in a room. The background was disturbingly blank, there was basically nothing, it was all just white space, all except for a couple of wooden chairs, and anthropomorphic birds sitting in the seats, waiting for something. One of the seats was empty, with only some clothes and a singular yellow feather on the seat. It appears that the bird sitting in that seat was already let in. There were five other birds, passerines, in the seats next to it, each having a different story to tell. For instance, there was a blue bird with a reddish tint to its neck, identifying it as an Eastern Bluebird, and she, at least I thought it was a she, was wearing a green suit with a yellow undershirt, and she was holding some papers in her hand like wings, maybe she was applying for a job. There was a large black bird with a yellow beak, obviously a Common Blackbird, and this bird appears to be an army bird, if the camo-pants and boots are of any note, but he is wearing a monocle and is holding a newspaper, maybe he needs that monocle to read, and he also has a book under him, titled Grief and Loss, maybe after he was in the army, someone he knew died, and so he is looking for a job to cope with that loss, hence the book. There is a beige bird with red undertones with a big red beak in the middle seat, with a red sweater, and white pants, the features signifying that this is a Northern Cardinal, a female. She seems the most carefree out of the lot so far, as she is holding a cup of coffee in one wing, and her phone in another, and she seems to be talking to the phone, maybe talking about her time in the waiting room, how it was boring and such. And now there was a fat bird there, the roundest of the birds, with an office suit, the shape and brown stripes on the head signifying that this was some sort of wren, though unlike the other birds before, I realized that the features do not really match those of real species, with the closest resemblance being a House Wren, what with the lack of a white stripe, and he seems to be eating a lot, with an overflowing bucket of seeds right next to him, and with a sunflower seed in his wing, and a book in the other, titled Finding Your Soulmate, maybe he is unlucky with love, so he is trying to seek advice from a counselor, starting with that book. There was one more bird, and this one was the least recognizable. It was a yellow bird, though it was a dark yellow, and it had a pink beak, or was it pinkish orange? It was also wearing a green shirt with green dots, white sleeves, and a dark green dress, a long skirt. Anyways, I could not for the life of me identify this bird, the only bird that even came close to this was an American Goldfinch, and even then, that was a stretch. She seemed to be one of the more professional of the five, as she has a clipboard in her lap, and also a writing utensil, maybe she is a journalist, and she is turning in her findings, hence why she was waiting in the room. Maybe I was overthinking this simple drawing from a magazine, but it is interesting to think of just what could be happening in the world of drawings.