july

When I was about 4 or 5 I really liked going to the zoo. Until one day I realized that somehow they are being held captive and I told my mom I’m not going to the zoo again because why do I want to see them in captivity this is the worst

creating and destroying; flying cars, roc.camera, july.rocks /july /faust

I remember having to take a class I was subbing for on a field trip to the zoo. It was all around sad, until I came to the leapord pen. This poor creature was running at full speed, leaping, lunging as high as it could up a concrete wall. It was the lowest point, and the most obvious escape route, but it fell about a meter shy, scraping the wall with its claws on the way down. And as I watched, it did it again, and again, and again… and judging by the state of the concrete, that’s *all* it had done for years. 
Absolutely heartbreaking. I never want to go to a zoo again.