I woke up this morning to a weird noise on my windowsill. 
I got up to go see what it was and it was this tiny bird just sitting there looking into my room.  
I know if my life was a Disney movie that this would have been some omen that I am going to marry a handsome prince, and that I should have opened the window so it could flutter in and fly around my head while I sang a song about something mundane. 
Instead it just flew away when it saw my face.