"Puzzle"

There is a thing with puzzles; Some of them are unsolvable. Some of them are little known, some of them are quite known. But the truth behind, most of the puzzle and mind games is that there always is a way to solve it.

But the puzzle pieces everyone kept giving me didn’t fit anywhere. The letter, the bird, Felix, Daniele, everyone else. I didn’t understand. I didn’t understand any of it.

I sat by the table, as I fed the bird. It moved silently on the stand of the metal cage, as it nibbled on the seeds from my palm. The bird seemed calm. It never had bit me, it never had even intended to hurt me even once. I guess we saved each other.